And fortunately for him...
Humanity's foolishness saved his life.
One for six!
The humans would never make that trade.
"Hahaha! You don't dare to risk your lives in this fight! Even with your numbers, you can't kill me!" The Blood Marshal's face was pale, but his voice was as wild and arrogant as ever.
Just then, three powerful auras began to emerge in the distance.
"Is our chance gone?" one of the Tier-9 experts asked, gazing into the distance.
"Whether we have a chance or not, we have to give it one last shot!" Sword Elder gritted his teeth. He knew, in his heart, that they were out of time.
Never mind the fact that the Blood Marshal had now escaped their trap; even if he hadn't, they would have had a hard time killing him.
The reinforcements from the other races had arrived.
And there were three of them.
Under these circumstances, the two Strongest were no match for them. If human reinforcements didn't arrive soon, it was questionable whether they could even escape.
