Purple Pilgrim did not expect Wain to be so strong. His skill gave him tremendous power, and Purple Pilgrim had to arm himself with his weapons.
"This is strange..." Purple Pilgrim muttered, holding the spear firmly in his hand. "If he's from a race I don't know, that means that race is weak, but then why is Nameless so strong?"
Purple Pilgrim understood that there were strong members even among the weak and obscure races, but Purple Pilgrim did not believe that Wain, who had only two Voids under his control, could be like that.
"Okay, it's not a big deal. Right now, I have to win and kill him without wasting much effort." Pronounced Purple Pilgrim and swung his wings sharply.
His spear was the most powerful weapon he could get in one of the Voids. The spear looked rather simple, a straight black hilt and a purple tip with a strange shape of two curved blades.