"Who are you?" The Stage SSS Outland Beast stared warily at Ethan.
It could sense that he had only just reached Stage SSS, the same Stage as itself.
And yet he had killed another Stage SSS fighter in a single blow.
One blow!
Right in front of it, this green-skinned outsider had pulled out a poleaxe and smashed the man's head apart.
That had been a Stage SSS fighter, yet he hadn't even survived one hit.
Had this guy really only just reached Stage SSS?
"Relax. I'm here to help you." Ethan put on what he considered a friendly smile.
The Outland Beast only grew more suspicious.
"You're one of the intelligent races. Why would you help us?"
"Because, like you, I have a grudge against the pinnacle races." Ethan smiled.
Doubt crept into the beast's eyes. It clearly didn't believe him.
"I just killed a Stage SSS fighter for you. What are you still suspicious about?" Ethan rolled his eyes. "If I wanted you dead, I would've killed you already.
