Five people.
Hawthorne and Shadow Kims each took out one person, leaving three remaining.
Including the leader named Vernon Radcliffe.
"Very strong, no wonder the Crown Prince instructed us to use the dragon to take you down. It's a pity, I'm really curious how you detected it."
Vernon Radcliffe didn't care at all about the death of his companions.
But he was very curious about Julius Reed and the others discovering the dragon.
The dragon could interfere with those around, making them unaware of five people gradually approaching.
These five wore white clothes, keeping their movements hidden. If the dragon died just half a minute later, they could have sneaked closer to the three, catching them off guard and eliminating them.
Even if exposed, Vernon Radcliffe wasn't nervous.
Their protector's capability wasn't limited to just this.
"What's so strange about it?" Julius Reed drew the Break Sky Knife from his waist, slowly walking forward. "The dead need not know so much."
