Unless someone harbored venomous vengeance against these three warriors, this had to be the work of a warrior from a second-grade world. Only they would be so sadistic to warriors from third-grade worlds.

After inspecting the corpses, Fane relayed his findings, albeit in a cold tone. "These people were first heavily injured before they were tortured to death. It looks like it was done by a warrior from a second-grade world."

Fane was sure of this.

Rudy and Alfred nodded in agreement as well. The heavy injuries meant that the corpses had been no match for their opponents. They had been dealt a heavy blow before being tortured to death.

If Fane had not saved Alfred, he might have shared a similar fate.

The thought of this made Alfred's breathing quicken. His face paled once more, and he started to tremble with anger.

Death was something common to warriors and many were accustomed to it, but torture was an entirely different story.

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Judging by the state of these corpses, they must have been in great despair before perishing.

Alfred took a deep breath, and his voice trembled slightly as he growled, "These animals! They crossed the line! Even if it's a slaughter game, they shouldn't be toying with their enemies!"

Rudy nodded fervently at this. He gritted his teeth and looked at everything, but there was nothing he could do. He did not have Fane's talent. In fact, he was far worse than a warrior from a second-grade world. Facing them, all he could do was feel angry.

Sighing, Fane slowly stood up as anger flared in his heart. He realized that he was finding it hard to control his emotions ever since he entered Weinhord City.

"Why do these dogs act like this?" muttered Rudy. "Do they feel happy torturing others? Are they sick in the head?"

Fane shook his head. Even he did

not know what the warriors from second-grade worlds were thinking. Even if they looked down on warriors from third-grade worlds, they should have taken care of their reputations by just killing their opponents.

Alas, that was not the case.

Torture was time-consuming, and unless they were sick in the head and enjoyed looking at others die slowly, they would not do that.

Fane sighed and shook his head

again. "I don't know what they're thinking either. Whatever, there's no point in knowing anyway. Let's move forward. It looks like these people have formed an alliance and will jump at anyone easy enough. We'll have to be careful after this. I'm not afraid of facing anyone alone, but I need to be careful against a group."

Fane was not worried about facing one or two opponents, but if it was three or four, he might struggle. They had three with them, but other than himself, the other two were of no help at all. They might even end up holding him back.

Fane sighed. He would need to be extremely careful after this.

Rudy frowned. He intended on asking Fane to put him into Mustard Seed but decided against it, not wanting to reveal this secret to Alfred.

The three of them walked forward for a few dozen kilometers. The more they walked, the more shocked they were.

They had seen at least 10 corpses along the way, and every one of them seemed like something straight out of a horror house, having been tortured to death.

These warriors...all seemed to have come from third-grade worlds.

An uneasy feeling surfaced in Fane's head. It seemed like this slaughter game was much more serious than any of the earlier ones.

These warriors from second-grade worlds were all crazy.