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Tristan had been thinking… Why Adrian didn’t come?

He felt dissatisfied. Even though he didn’t fully trust Adrian, he believed in the latter.

Did Adrian run away? That was absurd. From the start, Tristan knew that this mission was impossible. Just look at Tocho, he had a grin on his face as he massacred the beings in front of him. This guy took killing as enjoyment.

Thus, he didn’t order Adrian to fight with him. He just wanted the latter to have experience from a safe distance, shoot some bullets, and then depart.

Adrian could basically run whenever he wanted to! Tristan won’t hinder him!

Tristan planned to attack from the sidelines. He could score more hits before dying. That would be his legacy.

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But circumstance forced him to face off against Tocho.

Bang! Tristan was sent flying by the headless body. Not long after, the flesh wriggled like worms and connected to the head. Tocho knocked his head and smiled.

“I remembered someone. She also managed to behead me back then. In fact, she lasted far longer than any human I have faced. Ah, happy times. Happy times.”

Tocho’s irises came back to normal. He became conscious again of his surroundings. He watched Tristan getting up before falling down once again. The force he used in his kick seemed to give the former heavy damage.

“Can you stand up? If not, I’ll just end you with these annoying flies. But if you manage to, I’ll grant you a surprise. After all, you managed to escape from me once.” The latter wore a devilish grin.

Tristan gnashed his teeth until blood came out. He sensed his tendons and muscles being stretched taut. His eyes became bloodshot. He didn’t care anymore. With a scream, both of his feet landed on the ground one after another!

“Bravo!” Tocho was touched and killed a dozen of creatures in one go. He licked his lips in satisfaction.

“Congrats, you earn the first seat to see my appearance! Come, human! Enjoy hell!”

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