"I'm not."
A breathless but unusually stubborn voice came from inside.
The leader was stunned.
The next second.
A black shadow flew out from the crack of the door.
He reacted quickly and caught it!
He opened it and took a look.
It was a brand new divine badge.
"Retreat 100 meters."
"Keep a close eye on the slums."
The panting voice roared with all its might.
"I understand."
The leader waved his hand decisively.
The kilt Warriors quickly retreated.
After a short while.
Not a single person could be seen in the open space outside the old church.
..
In the church.
The youngsters had long since fainted from the repeated pain.
On the floor.
Two translucent hands pressed down on the two avatars of the " girl of pain ".
They were constantly struggling to merge together.
However, the floating cloud palm stubbornly stopped him.
Instead, they were separated further and further away.
