The people next to Laibo and Mariana all had desperate expressions. This was crueler than waiting for death, but death would come regardless. They would be next once the eight Heaven Puppets got rid of Lin Yun.
Right now, they were just a bunch of trash that wasn't even worthy of the puppets' energy, because they were already dead
Constantine had an unwilling expression. He looked at Lin Yun's battle with despair and resentment.
'It's because of that guy! If not for him, we wouldn't have come to this damned array. Why didn't he discover this problem ahead of time? Isn't he an alchemist? How could he have not discovered so many puppets!?
'We barely managed to survive so far but we are going to die here, waiting for a group of damned puppets to cut us apart. I don't want this! I am the youngest genius of the Secret Monastery, the most promising disciple with the highest chances of becoming a Heaven Rank powerhouse… Yet I have to wait for my death here.
