Johnny and Bai Ge looked at Lynn who suddenly became happy, utterly confused and truly did not understand why he could still manage a laugh.
"Let's go, we need to move faster!" Lynn did not intend to explain; he couldn't guarantee that the priests wouldn't have some kind of divine arts to overhear their conversation at this moment.
Of all the threats in the port town, Lynn feared most were Anluoke and the three thousand hidden elite guards. Now that these two troubles had converged, it was naturally better than ever!
"All praise to Elara—Apocalypse Storm!"
Behind them, the Archbishop's hoarse chanting resonated once again; an invisible storm carrying a large amount of debris and dust raced towards them.
Several church priests also consecutively cast spells, sealing off their retreat with several tier-one divine arts.
