Boom!
On the road, flames ignited one after another.
The people from The North Sea hadn't managed to flee, and were already obliterated in the sea of fire.
"Wonder if Rogan Harsh managed to take out Windy Johnson."
Splash!
The man in black leapt down and paced slowly on the road.
The flat road was blasted into many deep pits.
All around lay charred corpses.
After making sure there were no survivors, he pulled out a piece of white paper from his bosom.
By the faint moonlight, one could see names written on the paper.
This list, shockingly, was identical to the one in Aron Jackson's hands!
"Eleven are dead, one's fate unknown,"
The man in black took out a pen from his pocket and gently crossed out eleven names.
Then, he put a question mark next to Windy Johnson's name.
