บท 1571: The Descendant of The Dragon Guardian

Centurion teleported back to his room. Using his authority as an overseer, he broke the rule by interfering with the trial directly. The worst consequence would be losing his class. The lighter punishment would be fighting the Void Creature or Calamity to free more abandoned worlds for the players. But he was ready for the consequences in order to save his sister.

"Hahhhh…."

The white-haired vampire let out a long sigh and looked at his left hand. The hand that held the red blood shield. His left hand trembled, and his fingers and wrist were hurting as well. That was him, blocking Tang Shaoyang's sword. Deep inside, he was shocked by how heavy and powerful the strike was. If not for his God Rank shield, he might not be able to block the sword.