"Speak, what exactly does your Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall want to discuss with me this time?"
The figure over three meters tall with two heads, Nissen Walker, simultaneously swept his four eyes over Yiyi and the others who rushed into the room, speaking in a cold human language.
To him, this situation was nothing more than a demonstration by the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, otherwise, they wouldn't have sent so few people over.
In the hall, with Nissen Walker's question, more than twenty lizardmen wearing B1 Level Battle Armor, each with the strength of an Extreme Quasi-Martial Artist, surrounded Yiyi and the others.
