"Holy Master, sometimes your arrogance can be your undoing."
Pranay Martinez retreated slowly, with regret in his eyes.
Has a generation of heroes fallen like this?
But Julius Reed refused to believe it, he truly had no way to forcibly seize those memories.
Trent Marsh's people were watching intently.
Everything could only be left to fate.
Dragon Dance's face was calm, but her hand subconsciously clenched tightly.
Grasping the clothing firmly.
The palm was full of sweat.
The entire plaza was terrifyingly silent.
A pin drop could be heard.
And Julius Reed, the person involved in this crisis, was experiencing an unprecedented threat!
His heart had stopped.
Julius Reed always considered himself a normal person.
Just physically strong, with no connection to monsters like the Undead Tribe.
This was a benefit, as it meant he had none of those side effects.
But it was also a disadvantage.
