"Dared…"
Trul's expression was filled with fear. And why wouldn't it be?
Among the first batch of characters, there were some who simply could not be offended in Dreadborne. Among the top ten… was Dared.
He was extremely ruthless.
Trul's breath hitched.
[I told you, Host… you just doomed us.]
A mechanical voice filled with regret echoed in his mind. Trul narrowed his eyes.
What did the System mean by that?
Doomed us?
Isn't he just Rank 3? Even if he dies, doesn't he still have that secret method of rebirth? Why is the System reacting like this?
"Impressive. You destroyed a galaxy cluster," Dared said with a smile as he looked at the surrounding nothingness.
"But do you know what else you did, you fool? Do you know how many planetary cores you destroyed?" Dared asked, his smile fading into a frown.
Trul laughed bitterly at himself.
Maybe he rushed it. Maybe it was too early. But he couldn't keep waiting.
