"Feed?"
"What the hell are they talking about?"
"Forget that! Who the fuck are they?"
Now that they no longer felt the pressure from the attacks of the Plebeian forces, the surviving Edgar scions could once again yap their gums.
The Six Blood knights, however, did not bother to pay heed to their words.
Instead, their eyes were hungry as they started at the assailants as though they were cattle.
Juicy cattle for Juicy Beef steaks.
The Six could not believe their luck.
Just three days ago their Master had organized a Cultivation paradise for them.
One in which they had spent their time cultivating at a Ten to one, Time warp ratio.
Their none existent cultivation foundation strengthened and they quickly advanced to the Cosmic Pearl realm.
However, from that moment, their cultivation speed slowed dramatically and they still needed to make it to the peak of the Cosmic Pearl realm in a Month.