Bab 77: You see the injustice, don't you?

Mark flew through the air with immense speed. On his back, a small backpack full of black bottles kept clinging, and on his hand hung his Puppet. 

Behind him, four people rode calmly on a flying piece of ice as they followed him. 

They were casual and calm. 

Mark looked back using his Puppet's eyes and saw the blip in the skies. Gritting his teeth, he increased his speed even more. He was reaching a limit.

Everything was blurring past.

Mark had never flown at this level of speed before. His heart was violently thumping with adrenaline, and he could feel intensity course through his veins. Usually, he would have managed not to let the pedestrians on the ground see him on flight, but he no longer cared as he flew past cities after cities. 

After all, as he had predicted, Hanmo and his disciples were chasing him. 

No—Seo Jin Hu and his Kill Slaves were chasing him. 

And Mark was no match to A-Rankers like that.