James was so hungry that his head was spinning.
Upon hearing the voice, he unconsciously turned his head.
Although the underground prison was pitch-black, the corridor was dimly illuminated.
James could see that a man was standing in the prison cell right next to his.
The man’s hair was disheveled, and he was dressed in rags.
Though James could not discern the man’s appearance, he knew that he was acquainted with the man upon hearing his voice.
“Wh-Who are you…?”
His voice was frail.
“Why don’t you take a good look?”
The bearded man approached James and revealed his face.
James watched the man’s face intently.
After a while, he finally knew who he was.
“Blake Davis.”
The man was none other than Blake Davis, the founder of the Dark Castle, whom James had captured alongside many other highly skilled fighters.
His battle with Blake a few years ago was forever etched in James’ mind.
“That’s right. It’s me.”
Blake burst into a peal of laughter.
“Do you know my biggest wish, James?”
James asked, “What is it?”
“To kill you!”
Blake roared.
He went berserk and charged at James.
However, he could not move further than an inch no matter how hard he tried.
A middle-aged man in a red military uniform approached his cell.
A ball of flames was carved on the military uniform.
It was the Red Flame robe.
Upon seeing this, James knew that it was the Emperor, the commander-in-chief of the Red Flame army.
“Open it.”
The Emperor ordered.
Creak!
The iron door was unlocked.
The Emperor entered James’ cell.
Upon entering the cell, he covered his nose on instinct. The stench was unbearable. Looking at James, who was leaning against the wall, he laughed in delight.
“I’m here to pay you a visit, James. How are things going?”
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