“Keugh! Kuah…”

Number 3 regurgitated a sip of dark red blood, then wiped his mouth.

His complexion had improved from before. He had been staying in an abandoned farmhouse for the past few days, focusing all of his energy on recovering. He ate the raw meat of small game to sustain himself, and he took care of his body and mind by practicing his secret techniques, as well as drinking a mixture of potion and water from the time to time.

As a result, he was about to recover 50% of his usual strength and stamina.

“Whoo…”

Number 3 recalled the man responsible for putting him in this state while taking a slow breath.

The Knight King of Valvas was much stronger than expected. Although he knew it would be difficult to fight him one-on-one, Number 3 thought it possible to match him with an ambush. However, he had been greatly mistaken.

Just as he told his colleagues, Isla was one of the few superpowers in the world. Even Number 1 would not be guaranteed the victory if he fought against Isla.

“But that person…”

Number 3 muttered while quivering.

The Knight King of Valvas was no longer the problem. Instead, the man responsible for completely shattering the combined force of himself...