Like a pack of wolves waiting to feast, they dared to swarm only after the leading wolf had finished eating!
Just as Chris was about to enter the tomb, he suddenly paused. He looked at Peter Jefferson beside him and smiled, “Old man, after you!”
Damn you!
Hearing this, Peter Jefferson couldn’t help but curse inwardly. This bastard was clearly afraid of traps in the tomb and wanted him to go first, yet he was like he was being polite! Shameless! Such a coward!
However, Peter Jefferson didn’t refuse and stepped into the tomb. To tell the truth, he had been stunned by Chris’s previous performance. A roar that drove back three thousand strong fighters, reminiscent of his own prowess in the past!
Seeing Peter Jefferson take the lead, Chris finally relaxed and followed him in. This old man was a descendant of the owner of this tomb. If he dared to go in, it meant there was no immediate danger inside.
“Follow Master!” Seeing Chris and Peter Jefferson enter, Tiger shouted and led a hundred royal guards into action. Morton and Grace Field followed closely behind.
In the blink of an eye, Chris and the others’ figures gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight. How unfortunate! Thousands of martial arts masters could only watch from a distance.
Until Chris’s figure was completely gone, the crowd remained silent, and no one spoke.
“What should we do?”
“Are we just going to back down like this?”
“Fellow warriors, the Dragon Emblem is at stake! If we give up like this, will you be content…?”
After a while, when Chris and the others had completely disappeared into the tomb, weak murmurs began to rise from the crowd. Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
Following them in would risk angering Chris. But not going in would leave them unsatisfied. After all, they had come for the Dragon Emblem scroll. Such a treasure was within reach, and giving up was obviously impossible!
“Chief Guardian, what should we do?” Ashley Solo approached Zen. Although he knew Zen disliked him, he still had to ask. Zen was the Chief Guardian and the leader of this mission. Without Zen’s instructions, Ashley Solo couldn’t continue!
Zen’s face rapidly changed expressions.
In the end, he clenched his teeth and said, “We’re going in too! We’ve suffered heavy losses this time, and if we don’t get the Dragon Emblem fragment, how can we explain ourselves to Master Josh when we return?”
This trip to the East Coast had cost the Middleton Alliance dearly – they had lost 500 top fighters. Ashley Solo’s arm had been severed, and Zen himself was gravely injured. If they couldn’t bring back the Dragon Emblem fragment, Zen knew that, given his understanding of Josh Clarke, he would certainly meet a terrible end. At this point, he had no other choice.
“Let’s go!” Zen waved his hand, and the nearly 2, 000 members of the Middleton Alliance entered the tomb.
Seeing the Middleton Alliance members leave, the people from Ghost Sect became anxious.
“Guardian, let’s hurry up and go!”
“Yeah! Chris and the people from the Middleton Alliance have already left, if we’re late, we won’t have a chance!”
Patrick Jefferson and Shane Sample anxiously urged. Although they didn’t know what dangers lay inside the tomb, fortune favors the bold! If they didn’t act, all would be lost.
Upon hearing this, Guardian Michael gritted his teeth and said, “Let’s go!”
Seeing the members of the Middleton Alliance and Ghost Sect leave, the other martial artists could no longer hold back.
*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*
One after another, figures rushed into the tomb entrance. As martial artists, they were used to fighting with the heavens and with people. Even if they knew there was danger ahead, they would still choose to face it.