Inside the plane, Amelia's expression appeared somewhat peculiar as she witnessed this scene.
Because, at this moment, the scene before her eyes seemed rather absurd.
The Grand Six of Risu were actually kneeling before Connor, begging for mercy. This was indeed quite ridiculous.
If those ordinary warriors who regarded them as gods saw this scene, one could only imagine how they would feel.
"Let's go!" Amelia now understood the outcome, and whether the remaining three lived or died no longer mattered.
The helicopter pilot, upon hearing these words, also felt relieved. After all, in his eyes, this place was no different from hell. He quickly piloted the helicopter away from Iceland.
