Devlin's rule of survival was to always stand behind others.
Only in this way could he ensure his own safety.
Advancing, he could walk over and stab from behind.
Retreating, he could disappear without a sound, as if he had never been there.
But now!
Someone was behind him!
This was an utterly chilling matter!
"Who might you be..." Subconsciously, Devlin placed his hand on his waist.
His combat skills were decent, but far inferior to those martial artists, and even in the Seven Clouds Academy, he couldn't beat Templeton Lena.
The only reason he had managed to survive despite committing countless misdeeds was his extreme caution.
As he spoke, the black-clad warriors of the Cyber army also gathered around.
It seemed that with a single command from Devlin, they would immediately take action.
"Mr. Devlin, please don't be nervous," the man emerged from the darkness and said with a faint smile, "Having found you, I'm naturally your ally."
