章 341: Silver Medal! (Fixed)

Collins sullenly pointed at Tyrion and Nyxa. "The High Rank Sacred Relic has fallen into their hands. We can't let them escape." Their reinforcements had arrived after great difficulty, only to see such unexpected changes to the situation. They were unwilling to withdraw.

"First, we'll have everyone withdraw. Then, the three of us can fight together!"

The Nine Ultra Blade Institute's leaders hesitated. The Bronze Guardian's rampage could get troublesome if they stayed too long.

Collins ground his teeth. "That bastard nearly killed my brother and even dared to use him to threaten me. If you capture them, I can give up on the High Rank Sacred Relic. Just hand that bastard to me!"

The Nine Blade leaders lit up and laughed. "Alright. Since Brother Collins asked us, we'll capture that brat."