Regarding the matter of Pendleton, Julius Reed could hardly remember clearly.
Yet one thing he did distinctly recall.
That year when Devlin sought refuge with him in exchange for immortality, he never mentioned the Hell's Sword.
And indeed, this sword had not appeared for several hundred years.
Coincidentally, Granny Xihua had never mentioned it either.
Julius Reed was skeptical about the existence of a token for the Vein Holder.
He wouldn't easily trust Nathanael Warm's words, nor was he arrogant enough to believe it was false.
He needed time.
But for now, he might as well get his hands on the Hell's Sword first!
A sword thrust, swift as lightning.
Nathanael Warm also drew his sword!
As a Swordsman, Nathanael Warm's strength skyrocketed after being Possessed!
Clang!
The two swords clashed in midair.
Both took a step back, eyeing their opponent coldly.
"You're not keeping your word," Nathanael Warm spoke with a hint of annoyance.
