Ryan then said with a smile, "Oh yeah? Why do you have such thoughts?"
"You're a little stronger than my previous opponents, but you're still no match for me," Dexter stretched his arms, showing that he had not been serious so far.
"Well… it's pretty much the same as me. I also don't consider you my match," in every battle, Nergal wouldn't skip to look down on his opponent.
Dexter snorted coldly. "So funny, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant."
Ryan did not reply. The hallway of the building was filled with thick murderous intent.
Elizabeth was standing on the stairs, blocking the escape route. However a child suddenly sounded crying and Dexter took the chance to move first!
Dexter took out a number of knives from under his shirt and threw them at Ryan at high speed!
He himself was holding the knife in his right hand, aiming for Ryan's throat.
