"You didn't kill him? Was it one of us who did, then?" Nubique exclaimed.
Turning his head, he immediately shouted at a red-robed saint behind him, "Inform the Black Martial Munks from the Torture Hall to come over. We can't let this murderer escape!"
The red-robed saint at the back waved his hand and quickly ran out.
At the side, Mizar frowned deeply. The Black Martial Munks from the Torture Hall were the most powerful group of saints trained by Carmine Temple. Their strength was likely equivalent to the advanced-stage Divinity Phase fighters.
Isaac turned around, but Nubique suddenly dashed and blocked Isaac's path directly.
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