“Sixth and Seventh brother! Both of you take him in and bait that savage out!” ordered the eldest among the masters.

“Affirmative!” declared the duo as they instantly grabbed Gerald by his arms and began walking toward the darkened area’s entrance.

Gerald himself was already secretly channeling his inner strength so that if things turned ugly, he would at least have a higher chance of escaping.

From what Gerald could sense, all seven of the masters were simply at the first stage of the Spirit Earth Realm. In other words, they were at the same level as those whom he had beheaded back at the Gunter Manor. While he was sure he could take them on—if he eventually needed to—he still didn’t know what the strength level of the savage was.

Regardless, as all three of them stepped into the darkness, the roaring became louder than ever. The roaring alone was comparable to continuous thunder strikes, and two masters couldn’t help but feel slightly startled.

“…Sixth brother, I have to a