As the tide of madness washed over Pyro city, Dracula sent a message in the group chat. Or rather, after Lu Xin and the others made the decision to leave God's nightmare, they were instantly hit by the news ...
"We offer our hearts to the truth!"
for this world, to welcome the light of dawn ...
“..”
In the East City square, the fat missionary had already entered a hysterical state.
He was drenched in sweat, and his neatly combed hair had been messed up. The messy hair was in front of his eyes.
He knelt on one knee and looked at the blinding Lights on the square with half-closed eyes.
He used all his strength to beat his heart ...
There was a technique to his pounding. It seemed to be forceful and loud, but when it fell, the fist was slightly loose and the strength was not heavy.
