Luo Hai

Hearing Luo Hai's words, a trace of despair appeared in the young man's eyes. One against one, they had never been a match for those three. Now that they had just crushed their tokens in the Hunting Ground and been teleported out, while suffering severe injuries, they stood even less chance against them.

Two against three—they had no chance of winning.

"You, Luo Hai, usually look like quite the man. What's wrong? Why do you seem so off today? Still want to resist? Good. I like that." The leader of the Star Surpassing Race, Lu Hezhen, laughed.

The other two laughed as well.

"Take them down. Best if you can capture them alive—then torture them properly," Lu Hezhen said with a sinister grin.

At his command, the two Star Surpassing Race men beside him turned into afterimages and charged at Luo Hai and the other man from different directions. Both wielded twin blades, their eyes icy yet filled with excitement.

The Twisted Sea City Luo Clan was their sworn enemy. Killing two foes from that clan naturally delighted them.

"Fang Xing, I can't help you much. But if we're going to die anyway, we should die spectacularly. Take one down with us—go for Lu Mo," Luo Hai transmitted.

"Brother Luo, don't worry. I, Fang Xing, have lived for countless years and have never feared death. I'll listen to you. We'll drag Lu Mo down with us."

The man beside Luo Hai, Fang Xing, clenched his fist. The more hopeless the situation, the crazier he became. His leg injury had already been healing rapidly the moment they were teleported out of the Hunting Ground. By now, most of his injuries had recovered, though his aura still fluctuated somewhat.

The two seemed to share an unspoken understanding. As they watched the two