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As Simmons’ group reached the first floor, their surroundings suddenly brightened, and a person standing in front of the main entrance was waiting for them. Of course, this person is none other than Nichol. “Who are you!?” Seeing him, Simmons immediately demanded. Nichol smirked. “Who am I? I thought you guys are looking for me?” Simmons’ eyes widened. “The target of the Accardo!?” Saying that, she and the Magnus elites instantly moved to formation and readied their Innates and weapons. “You!? Is this your doing!?” “I declared war to them and you people were sent.” Nichol said before releasing the restraints of his bloodlust. “Hence, it’s pretty normal that I send a reply written with your blood.” A Flying Sword appeared against Nichol’s grasp and the killing intent behind his declara