"Master?! I never knew that a strong seventh grade such as yourself is subordinate to someone else." replied the muscular person.
"Hohoho… I am just an old servant serving my master." said Darren, smiling warmly.
If Darren didn't keep releasing his menacing aura, he would look like a harmless neighborhood grandpa. Unfortunately, this old vampire not only takes back his aura but also increases further. Feeling Darren's power, the muscular man couldn't help but have a cold sweat.
As the Altras race, the muscular man knows many seventh-grade combatants in Firuman. He knows the silver-haired old man in front of him belongs to one of the most powerful seventh grades he has ever met.
'This is… It seems the Eternal Kingdom is not getting weaker but stronger. Also, who is this master that could have such a powerful subordinate?!' thought the muscular man.
"May I know who is this master of yours?!" asked the muscular man.
