Seeing Jim Harvey's actions, some strong warriors showed pity on their faces, while a few others sneered coldly at the corners of their mouths.
"What's the point?"
Fraser clenched the Star Ring entrusted to him by his friend tightly and closed his eyes in deep sorrow.
Even though Epic warriors are strong, they are but ants in front of a Class VIII Emperor Dragon.
Even if Jim Harvey had the life-saving secret weapon bestowed by the legendary ancestor of his clan, at best he could only barely protect himself against the Class VIII Emperor Dragon, let alone rescue David Jones.
Unless he dared to risk his life on that slim chance of rescue.
"Jim, you must come back alive!"
Fraser's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, as vast Psychic Power spread throughout heaven and earth, constantly monitoring the distant battle situation and the fiery red shadow that flashed across the sky not far away.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
That was the sound of Jim Harvey's heart beating violently.
