Kong and Vanilla immediately entered a state of high alert the moment Ragnar appeared, roaring. The space around Kong slightly warped, while Vanilla had already gripped the hilt of the Cross Sword in reverse, battle intent rising in her fiery red eyes.
Lynch squinted slightly at Ragnar, who charged at him like a madman. He was equally alert in his heart, but a mocking, cold smile appeared on his face as he deliberately provoked him with words: "Oh, isn't this Captain Ragnar? Long time no see. I heard you've been 'promoted,' and have become a slave under a sell-out contract with the Tower of Order? Tsk tsk, congratulations on finding such a 'good home'!"
These words were like a hot iron branding Ragnar's most painful scar! His anger, already on the verge of being out of control, exploded completely, his eyes so red they almost dripped blood, as he let out a beast-like roar that was unlike any human voice: "You're courting death!"
Boom!
