The terrifying sight in the sky made everyone somber and serious.
One hundred Arkhens, one hundred Demonic avatars, and tens of thousands of Slaughter Blades burning in Nightmare Blood Flame.
Yosin, Sherly, and Tiffani looked at each other before gulping.
"Let's…go…um, inside, I guess?" Sherly said as her lips twitched while ruefully smiling and sweat beads forming on her forehead.
"It's seemingly a normal thing for these people, but the difference this time is there is Arkhen to break this normal thing," Yosin said before he shook his head. "Let's go."
"Indeed. Fortunately, none of our close relatives are here," Tiffani said as she sighed in relief.
White motes appeared around them as they decided to enter Mystic Wonderland.
"Punk, do you think you can beat all of us? Even if there are many of you, you are still a 4th ring kid."
One of the 5th-ring powerhouses shouted at Arkhen.
Arkhen flew up and created a floating throne before sitting on it.
