The man wore a black cloak, his long black hair cascading down his shoulders. His complexion was flawless and fair, and his eyes exuded a deep, bright presence reminiscent of the stars, shining brilliantly.
"I really need your help this time, Vice Commander Xu."
Zhong Baihua spoke solemnly.
"No need for formalities." In the crowd, Xu Guang and Zhong Baihua did not act familiarly with each other.
A group of people led Xu Guang into Iron Dragon Pass, a place Xu Guang was already familiar with.
"The scouts have sent word. I have learned much about Olek. It is said that he has the blood of the gods flowing through him, blessed by divine gifts, achieving what he has today. His status among the barbarians is very high, with a record of slaying Third Grade opponents."
Xu Guang slightly raised his brow.
He thought of something.
Ancient God's blood?
