Chapter 250: The International Tournament (10)
Hussar entered the portal and returned to his team's tower.
He slightly raised his eyes to stare at the four people hanging on the black chains. A crimson aura glossed the tethers of darkness, stripping off the caught players from all possible means of escape.
Those chains protruded from the first floor's ceiling.
Hussar was familiar with them.
It was Meredith's magic.
"So Eastern True Dragons are eliminated," Hussar said.
His teammate, Hubo, approached him. "Where are Weis and Triple M?"
"Weis died… you didn't get any notification?" Hussar asked.
Hubo shook his head. "No. What about Triple M? Did he leave you behind?"
"You can think of him as a dead man. Clowns ganged up on him and are bullying him as we speak now," Hussar replied without hiding his displeasure. He didn't like such acts.
Hubo sighed.
