At the same time, hiding in a corner, Johnnie overheard what Borg had said. His brows furrowed tightly.
A ritual?
Could it be that the Six-Armed Demons he had just killed weren't attacked by some unknown enemy — but were actually part of Borg's ritual?
Johnnie had a bad feeling in his gut. If a whole race was willing to sacrifice their own to perform a ritual, the benefits must be huge — way more than the losses.
If the Six-Armed Demons gained power, it would be a huge threat to the strong people of the Universe Continent, and especially to humans on Earth.
At that moment, the Dragon King spoke.
"I think these deadly wounds were made by a sharp weapon — probably a long sword."
Borg's face flickered with a moment of surprise. He thought for a second, then asked.
"Do you know who did it?"
The Dragon King shook his head. "Not sure. There's a strong power in these wounds. If it was that person, he probably couldn't use that power yet."
