A reprimand rang out from behind, causing Wumeioge to shudder.
Before his rusty-like brain could start working again, a strong force extended from behind him, pulling him, who had already half-stepped into the holy pool, back to the hallway behind.
At the moment when Wumeioge blinked to regain his consciousness, what greeted him was a constantly enlarging fist, with exquisite armor and fist spikes.
"Bang"
With a muffled sound, Wumeioge was knocked over.
If it weren't for Murphy pulling him at the last moment, that punch would have been enough to pry open the little player's skull.
"He's been lured by the chaos! He's a threat that must be eliminated."
The one who pulled Wumeioge back to the hallway was one of the three Blood Covenant Knights who had previously reached the ruins of Cardman. A flat-chested sister vampire of Silver Grade, she said coldly.
