Sky Sword
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As for the second reason, the trial-takers might not all be enemies. In essence, they were all compatriots from the Earth.
Jerry was not cold-hearted. Although he would not take the initiative to help others, he would not leave them to die.
Jerry slowly pulled out the Sky Sword. He could not see any living things in his field of vision, but his divine consciousness told him that two streams of energy were approaching.
With a whoosh, two people rushed out from the Black Forest.
Their bodies were in a sorry state, and their eyes were filled with panic. Their clothes were covered in mud and had long been torn by the branches, but one could still vaguely feel its luxury.
"Looks like they are still two monarch-level trial-takers."
Jerry said in his heart. His eyes swept over the two people, and then he asked, "Hey, what happened?"
However, the two of them did not say anything. Their running footsteps did not stop as they brushed past Jerry.