Chapter 209 Race Against Death

• “Gah…” Lewis spat out another mouthful of black blood again. His complexion was as deathly-pale as could be. Glancing sideways at Daxon, who had returned and was as pale as he was, he roared out his instructions, “Go! Blacksmith, Hunter, and Farmer, you guys bring up the rear! Don’t get separated from the group! The rest of you, be on alert! Move quickly!”
• Suppressing his injury, he sped in the direction of the Dark Forest. On the other hand, Blacksmith and the two others quickly fell back to the rear. The weapons in their hands were always at the ready; they were prepared to attack at any time.
• “Hmph! You aren’t even at the level of the transformed spirit! Are you going to try and stop me with the pathetic weapons in your hands?! How delusional!” Morgan roared in fury, his figure rushing toward them speedily.