The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor
Chapter 3931

Of course, he could not voice such suspicion. After all, he was a leader, and if he was not confident, he would never be able to lead his subordinates to accomplish their tasks. Desmond turned to look at Pascal. "How long has it been?"

Pascal looked at the array in his hand. "It's been fourteen hours."

Desmond frowned as he looked at the top of the Vermillion Tune Formation. There were large red letters that showed '117' on the formation. The number indicated the progress of the warriors that were carrying out the tasks. At that point, they had captured 117 people alive.

If they wanted Heartblood, they would need to make sure that the captives were alive. Then, they needed to use the cruelest methods to obtain as much Heartblood as they could.

Desmond took a deep breath and said in displeasure, "They only got a hundred and seventeen people in fourteen hours? What are they doing? How did the first day yield so little?! It's not like it's a hard assignment!"

Desmond got angrier as he spoke. His mouth dried up a little as he stared at the Vermillion Tune Formation with widened eyes. He looked like he was about to glare a hole into the Vermillion Tune Formation.

Looking at how angry Desmond was, Pascal said in a hurry, "Actually, the results for the first day aren't too bad. After all, the participants were sent everywhere, dispersed during the first day. The Toman Battlefield is still very large right now. Even if they want to get more warriors, it's just too far and dispersed. That's why they're struggling.'

Desmond knew that Pascal made sense, but Desmond was just plain unhappy. He felt like they should at least be at double that number in 14 hours. 117 people were just too few; they had a long way to go until they could reach their goal.

He was incredibly anxious at that

moment. Looking at how things had

gone to the wayside, he felt incredibly impatient, but there was nothing he could do about it. The more anxious he was, the more helpless he felt. Various thoughts surfaced in his head, and he

suddenly thought about something.

Desmond turned to look at Draymond, who was behind Seymour. "Has there been any news on Fane?"

Draymond shook his head. He had two tasks, and one of them was to follow Fane. Even though there was no indication that Fane had signed up for the Toman Battlefield, it was pretty much a guarantee that Fane had entered and was somewhere on the Toman Battlefield.

Fane was both familiar to them and completely unknown as well. He was like a timed bomb that could cause their plan to explode at any moment. If he noticed something, no one knew what he would do. They did not know if he would

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disrupt their plans!

Draymond's answer was to be expected. After all, it had just been 14 hours.

At that moment, the Fane they were all thinking of was facing a group within some hills. The ones they were facing were Maxcus' group.

At that moment, the three of them looked incredibly pale, and even their legs trembled.

Maxcus did not even dare to look at Fane. He was filled with fear and shock.