Logan pulled his gaze back and looked toward the lichcemetery.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Letting him go means he'll carry the news that we've entered the Lost World back to Iron-Bone."
"Either this will force him to reveal his true cards early, or it will make him hesitate."
"Either way, he's within my control."
Bobbi stepped forward, carrying his spear on his shoulder, and grinned. "That old thing must be shaking in his boots knowing we're here!"
Logan ignored Bobbi's flattery and kicked up his pace, walking steadily toward the lichcemetery. His steps remained even, but his aura had become sharper and more intense than before.
He knew that Crazed's escape was just the beginning.
The alliance between Iron-Bone Grand Elder and the No. 47 Restricted Zone was already a confirmed fact.
They had to reach the lichcemetery as soon as possible to get the Soul Defense technology and key intelligence.
