"Peter Wesely!"
"Is already a disciple of those Immortal Sects?!"
In an instant…
Maxwell suddenly clenched his fists, and his gaze turned steady. He was looking at the night sky and didn't have any words to say.
What kind of existences were Immortal Sects?
They were true gigantic existences – a place where all the true super experts of the World came from.
When compared to the Immortal Sects, the people here were nothing more than mere mortals.
They were the behemoths that could truly despise everyone as ants!
"It's the same with Gwendolyn…"
Those were the last words from Arthur as he slowly disappeared into the night. A faint sigh could then be heard from the darkness in his direction.
What's there to sigh about?
