His voice rang out like a bell in Braydon Neal's mind, causing him to regain his usual calmness and clarity.
At the same time, the mental power that imprisoned everyone was completely defeated.
A terrifying figure was attacking!
The old man who had already taken off Luke Yates' shirt said angrily, "Who is stopping me?"
"Stein Melton, don't you know who I am?"
The old sweeper from the mausoleum stepped out and arrived at this place.
He was still holding a broom.
However, his old body gave off a majestic feeling.
This person was the Old Monster Neal Braydon and the others had seen before. He had been guarding the tombs of the Neal family until now.
When he appeared, the broom in his hand suddenly waved toward the sky.
Swoosh!
The broom was like a knife, and an invisible and terrifying force struck the meteorite that was falling in the sky.
With just one strike, he cut it into two.
