The Mission

Although it had been a long time since the event, Tang Wulin still could not help feeling gloomy each time someone mentioned it.

His lips cracked into a bitter smile. "The academy is destroyed and we don't even know where the enemy is nor how many people took part in the plan. However, we will rebuild Shrek no matter what. Shrek's glory won't cease in our generation's hands."

"Hmm, you better put in more effort. I can only provide you with spiritual support as one of the Blood Gods. After all, we can't leave this place." Blood Nine patted Tang Wulin's shoulder. He was about the same age as Tang Wulin apparently.

Meanwhile, the door of the elevator opened and Blood One walked out.

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment upon seeing Blood One. As compared to the day he met him, this Heartless Douluo now exuded a murderous aura instead.