The Support Ate it All

It was already late at night, and the surroundings were shrouded in darkness.

The only sources of light in the area were the scattered torches burning here and there.

In a wide open space that resembled a training ground or arena, hundreds of martial artists stood in formation.

Despite their black uniforms and masked faces, they looked to be strangely familiar. It was because we had fought them countless times while escorting the Great Eagle Escort Agency’s caravan.

King of Hell Squad

One of the powerful military groups of the Demonic Cult. The King of Hell Squad

And there, both Go Hyeon-woo and I stood at one corner of their formation.

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