"Mad Dragon, Grand Master!"
Devlin revealed the face beneath his mask.
However, it was a face painted with an opera mask design!
One could not discern any real facial features!
He bellowed, "Whether I have betrayed you or not, time will prove everything! Once your memory recovers, the truth will surely come to light!"
With that, he abruptly threw himself to the ground!
"Get down!"
At the command,
Cyber members quickly prostrated themselves!
Boom!
The next second,
a dart pierced straight through the iron gate, heading straight for its target!
Clang!
Julius Reed's Longsword in hand collided with the flying dart in mid-air!
He was forcefully thrown back!
But the sheer force of the impact caught him off-guard!
"Grand Master, we shall meet again next time!"
Seizing the gap, Devlin leaped to his feet and sprinted away!
In the air, a rope appeared from nowhere.
Devlin leaped and grabbed onto the rope with one hand.
