Tears welled up in Xu Ying's eyes as he gripped the Dragon Sparrow Saber tightly. His eyes were filled with cold killing intent.
He saw that among the people who died in battle, there was the boss of the cafe, the boss of the restaurant, and the bosses of other small shops. They were even chatting and laughing with them during the day.
But now, they had fallen in a pool of blood and lost their lives.
Yang Luo's expression was also extremely gloomy, and there seemed to be dark clouds surging in his eyes.
He had never hated an organization so much or a person so much.
The Holy Light Church had to be destroyed!
The Holy Light Pope had to be killed!
Augustus took a deep breath and instructed, "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Bury our heroes well. Every family has to be compensated!"
"Yes!"
The Dark Baron and the others responded in unison.
However, at this moment!
A shocked shout came from afar.
