1295 Mysterious Young Man

On the back, the Slaughter was stopped by the people he collaborated with.

"What is this?" The Slaughter furrowed his eyebrows, looking at the Mythical Rank Experts lent to him.

Unfortunately for him, none of them said a single thing. They just stood in front of him, blocking his way.

"If you're not going to say something, then I'll kill you too." The Slaughter shouted as he released his red Magic Power.

However, a young man's voice soon echoed in his ears. "You are not strong enough to kill them."

"What did you say?" The Slaughter gritted his teeth, turning around only to find a young man walking toward them.

He had blue hair and wore glasses even during the night. His clothes were just a simple suit that he wore previously in the auction.

"I've agreed to cooperate with you because I want that stone. If you're going to stop me, then I'll kill you." The Slaughter couldn't stand this guy's nonchalant face as if he had done nothing wrong.