Chương 115: The People in Hell (Two)

Eternal Star City. Black Street.

"You said that that toy is useful! Bullshit legendary anti-mystic equipment! We did so many things and searched for so many years!"

One of the Six Powerhouses of the Black Street Brotherhood, Anton the Ripper, angrily lifted 'Sleepless Eye' Lance off the ground by grabbing his collar and pressing him against the wall, "And now? Black Sword used it to poke countless holes in the Blood Mystic's body! It's completely useless! Your goal is to kill Black Sword, am I right?!"

"Calm down, Anton!" Another one of the Six Powerhouses, Morris, was drenched in sweat when he grabbed Anton's hand, "We received the message from the north's messenger crow together. Even though he was seriously wounded and we don't know if he's dead or alive, Black Sword managed to escape, did he not?

"Even if the equipment is useless, but… at least Black Sword might still be alive!"