Thamus frowned as a reluctant look flashed in his eyes. Jordan could not help but look to the back, wondering where his eldest disciple was.
Robert could see what their plans were and knew they were waiting for reinforcements.
Jordan would obviously not give them the chance as he wanted to deal with all of them before the reinforcements could arrive.
Thamus once again looked back at the orange-red glow. Robert’s technique was known to warriors from both the third and second-grade worlds.
Jordan used a lower ultimate god rank technique, so he was no match for Robert. None of the second-grade world warriors there was a match for Robert at all.
Thamus clenched his teeth and said to Cadian, “We have to work together later! Stall time as long as possible! Otherwise, we’ll all die here!”
No matter how intense the earlier battles were, they had been on an even playing field. Robert’s appearance had shattered that balance. The technique he used was a middle ultimate god rank technique. It was enough to fight even two of Thamus.
On top of that, there were the other warriors from third-grade worlds as well. Robert would just need to deal with the stronger ones, and the others would have no ability to fight back. Only death would await them.
Cadian’s hands trembled as he said with worry, “Thamus, how long do we need to stall for?”
Thamus’s lips twitched, clenching his teeth as he said, “For as long as possible!”
Both of them started to form seals as they pushed out all the true energy in their bodies, planning on fighting Robert to death.
At that moment, an icy blue ray descended from the skies.
Suddenly, the temperature dropped. Thamus widened his eyes as he turned to look behind him.
A man in blue robes rushed over from afar. The man seemed to have a vicious look, and his whole body was covered in icy blue energy. The person was incredibly quick, arriving in front of everyone in a flash.
Thamus said excitedly, “Horace, you’re finally here! If you were any later, these pieces of trash would have tried to pull something!”
Horace smirked as he said coldly, “Don’t worry, the pieces oftrash from third-grade worlds will never amount to anything in front of us. They’ll always be our prey!”
Looking at who it was, Robert’s expression stiffened.
That nonchalant attitude of his had completely evaporated as he said, “It’s actually this guy!”
Horace was someone who was among the stronger warriors from second-grade worlds. Jordan was ranked in the top three of his holy grade clan!
His skills were incredibly powerful. All the warriors present had heard of Horace before.
Quinton stiffened, “We’re done for! I can’t believe it’s him…”
Ishac raised an eyebrow as he looked at Quinton curiously. After that, he looked at the warriors from third-grade worlds around them. None of them looked happy about the situation.
When they saw who had arrived, their excitement completely disappeared. All of them had stiff expressions. It seemed like Horace was not weak. Jordan was definitely stronger than the arrogant Robert.