A few minutes ago, in a dark cave dozens of miles away, Adelin suddenly felt the earth shake violently, a powerful force that made Adelin's chest feel as if a massive rock were pressing on it, leaving her gasping for breath.
Not just Adelin, the dozens of others with her, were also feeling the oppressive power.
"Lady Adelin, could it be that the Evil God has recovered?" Rotes had a bad premonition.
If the Evil God recovers, they would likely only serve as cannon fodder.
After all, even if the Evil God fights Dracula, it would lead to mutual harm.
If it weren't for the severe injuries that the Evil God sustained, they wouldn't dare to journey across the sea, traveling thousands of miles to snatch the Celestial Crystal.
Adelin looked out of the cave. The cloudy sky had no sun.
"Follow me!"
Before Adelin's words fell, she took off into the air and instantly flew out of the cave.
