Hector Moralex let out a slight laugh as he shook his head helplessly. "Can we really do anything about this? Since we've agreed, we should just do a good job. Stop nitpicking and complaining. Even if we're just praised a little, it'll be worth it if they just remember us. In the future, they can help you with anything you want easily."

When Edson heard that, he shrugged nonchalantly. "What could I possibly need their help with? I'm pretty sure that they'll act like they don't know me if anything really happens. If I ask them for help, it'll be a miracle if they don't curse and swear at me, let alone help me."

Hector nodded, feeling rather dejected upon hearing this. Even if he did not want to admit it, he could not change the truth. In the eyes of those geniuses, they were just there for labor meant to work for those geniuses. The more Edson spoke, the angrier he got. He just started to complain loudly.

"It's not like we had a choice on whether or not to agree back then. If we didn't agree to them, it's obvious how bad the consequences would be. I looked around at that moment. Out of a hundred people, ny-nine of them weren't willing, but they were forced to agree in the end."

Hector shook his head. "Whatever, pay it no mind for now. We should focus on transporting these guys."

After saying that, Hector looked toward the two in front of them. One of them was walking with a straight back. Pursing his lips, Hector proceeded to take a whip from his storage ring. With a crack, it violently smacked against the man's back.

The man let out a cry of agony as he fell forward slightly.

Hector let out a satisfied smile at that. "Christian Skye, are you still refusing to admit defeat? You'll be horribly tortured soon. Rather than acting so proud, you should think about what you're about to go through."

Christian took a deep breath as hopelessness flashed in his eyes. Still, he refused to accept defeat this way. He had gone through numerous trials and tribulations from a young age, yet he survived with all, gritting his teeth. Christian was not afraid.

He would not bend down to those demons in front of him.

Jackson Hue, who was next to him, gazed at him worriedly before whispering, "Why are you being stubborn with them? You'll have an easier time if you just follow what they want. It doesn't mean that you're throwing away your dignity; you're just forced to do that. If we want to run, we can't be stubborn with them. It won't do us any good!"

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Jackson did not want to resign himself to his fate. Even though he was held captive by warriors from second-grade worlds, he was persistent in trying to find escape routes.

Christian sighed as he said, trembling, "But our chances of running away are very slim. The two of us are already heavily injured, and we're no match for them. Unless a miracle happens and a strong warrior from a third-grade world saves us, we won't be able to survive."

Saying that, Christian started to pale. He knew what his situation was. He felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Christian clenched his teeth and said, "These despicable men... I won't ever forgive them. I wish I could return the pain I'm suffering right now a hundredfold!"

Jackson sighed. Would they even have a chance? Even if they did, how would they get their revenge?

As they thought about it, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

The two of them were stunned as they stopped in their tracks.

Both Edson and Hector shut their mouths as well. The four of them looked forward and saw a man in deep gray robes standing right in front of them resolutely.Têxt belongs to .