Chapter 1752: The Freest Man
Owner of the Primal Letter.
Francis Gorian, the embodiment of absolute freedom—Freedom.
A core member of the Highest Will and the founder of the Fighting Club.
His crimson skin and pitch-black pupils immediately made Han Dong think of a common race—the demons. When Commander Malone fully unleashed his Demon Bloodline, his skin took on a similar shade, though there were still differences.
What puzzled Han Dong was this.
From what he knew, the hell where demons were born lay somewhere between a Large-scale World and a Sub-Super World... Someone like Malone already stood at the pinnacle of hell and held the title of Hell Demon King.
Yet the executive before him clearly possessed superior strength.
Could there be an even greater world above hell?
At that moment, the Club Boss 'squeezed' his way out from between the seats.
The proportions of his exposed body were rather strange.
His upper body was enormous, with fat and muscle perfectly blended to form the physique of an ideal fighter.
Even his protruding belly bore the outlines of eight-pack abs.
However, his lower body consisted of a pair of normal, even somewhat slender legs... Visually, those legs simply could not support such a massive body, creating a rather distorted physique.
"Han Dong.
An outstanding talent from the Primordial World. Because of your uniqueness and exceptional talent, you were granted the opportunity to develop in S-01.
You obtained Black Tower qualifications before Door Opening and passed my club's assessment.
I had been keeping an eye on you for some time. I didn't expect that guy Mr. M to get his hands on you first... In such a short time, you've already reached Myth, and the relevant puzzle pieces are all of the highest quality. Not bad at all."
"Hello, Boss."