At this moment, silence!
In the vast expanse of Healington, deathly stillness descended.
Hundreds of people were as quiet as sparrows and swallows, staring blankly at the person on the ground.
Dwayne Law lay like a charred corpse, motionless; if not for the faint rising and falling of his chest, one might have thought he was dead.
The faith of the crowd had crumbled!
Healington's reputation, cultivated over hundreds of years, was in that moment obliterated.
Violet Robbins and the other Healington experts felt a chill throughout their bodies, their legs involuntarily weakening.
They knew Barry Wolfe was very powerful, but they had not expected him to be this formidable.
Even a walker from an upper sect was no match for him, suffering serious injuries in just one exchange.
Where exactly did this man spring from, and why had they never heard his name before?
