Chapter 993 The Truth Behind the Fortune Tellers' Deaths

"Halt." Dressed in a robe, the Soul Forger lowered his arm. His gaze was tainted with viciousness. "Only attack after the Savior leaves." Irvine was annoyed by his superstitious logic. "We're on a battlefield now. In your own Cascadian words, the battlefield is ever-changing. There shouldn't be any delayed timings or opportunities." "I agree, colonel, but fortune is on their side now. If we attack forcefully, things might go wrong." The Soul Forger turned around. There was a deep scar visible between his eyebrows. He had an unpleasant-looking face, with protruding cheekbones and gloomy eyes. It was said that one's appearance could reflect one's personality. This was particularly evident in his case. Yet, Irvine loved to work with people who looked like the Soul Forger. According to his observations, each of them had their own objectives. They wouldn't mind being his pawns if they could gain benefits. "So, what do we do now?" Previously, Irvine didn't believe in these. It was t