Of the road.

In fact, the last thing Grant wanted to see was for the guild's talents to be absorbed by the people of the Blood Oath, but he also understood that there was nothing that could be done about it. Although the guild was disbanded, most of the selectors in the guild still had to seek help.

In the future, it is impossible for them to withdraw from Aitaria with the name Listen to the Rain.

Everyone has his own ambitions, but what can he do about them?

His only hope now is probably Silver Vislan.

He knew that since the people of Silver Vislan were in this place, they would definitely take action. Will the Blood Pact let them go or not? As long as they are let go, there will definitely be more jealous people in the valley, and the public will be furious.

, he can organize another wave of attacks.

And if it is not released.

That would be even better, it would be equivalent to pushing the people of Silver Vislan to their side.

But what he never expected was that while he was here waiting for the results, he didn't expect that the herald would soon bring the latest news from outside. The people from Silver Wisland actually didn't conflict with the people from Jefflett's red team at all.

, the other party rode the Silver Pegasus to the other side of the valley.

After Grant was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale.

He immediately understood that this might not be the only entrance to the Trial Land, and based on the relationship between Silver Vislan and Old Dragon Toragotos, they might also know other entrances.

But what does that have to do with them? They can never look for the entrance again. Even if they find it, it will be too late by then.

Grant didn't expect such a change for a moment, and actually sat there in a daze.

But at this time, a faint roar suddenly came from outside the hall, causing the ground of the entire hall to shake slightly. As a result, the dust on the dome rustled down and landed on the huge round table in the center.

Everyone looked up.

Grant asked even more doubtfully: "What happened?"

There was silence in the hall, his voice was the only one, and no one could answer this question.

But after a while, there were panicked footsteps running in, and the herald shouted out of breath: "Vice President, someone is attacking the people of the Blood Oath, it seems to be a combat craftsman!"

"who?"

"I don't know, but I heard that he is from our guild."

"Our guild has combat craftsmen?"

Grant couldn't help but feel a little stupid for a moment. When did this happen, why didn't he know?

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Chapter completed!