“Jared, you have gone overboard!” Richard glared at him and bit the tip of his tongue.
The blood that seeped from the tip of his tongue turned into a cloud of bright red mists, tainting the sky red.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sky thundered as the earth moved.
“Oh no, Lord Frey is going to mobilize the Mountain Defense Formation. All of us better leave now!” Desmond yelled at all the disciples of Divine Beast Sect.
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