Chapter 439 Battle Against The Rank 10 Dark Race

"Mm?" Bryson stared at Lucas. He could sense the aura Lucas was emanating. "I guess you must be using some secret skill to conceal your human scent, right?" Bryson said coldly. At that moment, the Dark Races on the ground and the Genetic Fighters on top of the city walls looked up in the air. "You sound as if you know of it," said Lucas. Bryson heard this, and his expression turned stony. He stared at Lucas. "Hand over the Legendary Weapons, or you'll die very miserably." Lucas smiled to himself. 'Why does everyone always try to make me hand over the Legendary Weapons?' "Come and get them if you want." Subsequently, Lucas took out the Dragon Slaying Saber from System Space. All of a sudden, the phantom of a bloody, five-clawed dragon appeared in the sky. It was accompanied by the roar of a dragon and a cold glint. Bryson looked at the saber in Lucas' hand, and his eyes glittered at the sight of it. "So that is one of the ten Legendary Weapons, the Dragon Slaying Saber?" "Yo