The monastery.
A certain secluded corner.
Numerous gems were piled up to form a small mountain, on top of which a sofa rested. Laura was currently half-kneeling on the sofa as she rubbed her sore shoulders.
"We still have to defend for over four hours; I wonder when Gu Qing Shan would return"
She muttered.
On the sofa lay a shiny metal bazooka that gave off a cold gleam.
A deep voice could be heard coming from the bazooka:
「 Your Majesty, those monsters have gathered again. This time, there are a few giant ones as well, please prepare for battle 」
"Alright"
Laura stood up on the sofa, propped the bazooka on her shoulder again and aimed outside the wall of fog.
She then lightly pulled the trigger------
Boom!!!
