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Nux's smile turned demonic. 

"I want to fight the bests of Shadow Unit, this time, without any tricks involved,"

Nux spoke with a small smile on his face.

Hearing his words, Keeve narrowed his eyes and commented.

"You are underestimating us."

"Huh?"

Nux, however, just frowned and looked around him.

"…"

Keeve turned silent.

Nux was right.

He was not underestimating them.

More than 30 bodies lying around him proved that. Not to mention other bodies that were still inside all these tents.

Suddenly, Wysten closed his eyes and sighed.

Then, he walked towards the unconscious King Stage Cultivators, fed them a healing potion, and started tending to them.

"Sir Wysten…"

Keeve called out.

Wysten however, shook his head,

"Don't bother, we had already abandoned our pride when we use Formation O."

Wysten replied, he then turned towards Nux and spoke,

"I underestimated you, bo- no, Lord Nux."

Nux just smiled.

"However, this last fight will not be easy for you."

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