章 191: Blame

Bryan was enclosed within the block of ice along with the God-Level artifact still firmly in his grasp. Victor stared at him for a long time, his thoughts a mystery.

He then noticed Robert walking toward the heavily injured young man that he bought with him.

"Do you know him?" he inquired.

Robert crouched down beside Andrew and gently lifted his head. He then took out a healing potion and fed it to him, "Yes, Mr. Smith. Andrew is a member of the Strike Team."

Victor nodded, "I see. Who else here amongst the dead on the battlefield belonged to your Strike Team."

After feeding Andrew the potion and making sure his wounds had begun to heal, Robert got back to his feet and looked toward the direction of Emma and Henry, and spoke softly, "Just two more…"

Victor followed Robert's gaze and saw the two headless corpses of Emma and Henry. His mood couldn't help but turn downcast. After all, he knew exactly how it felt to lose one's teammates.