Under the three-dimensional strike of the Battle Nuns and the interstellar warriors, those cultists holed up in the windmill towers didn't last even two minutes before they were all slain.
Gu Hang didn't even get a chance to join in.
He pursed his lips discontentedly, don't freaking take all the kills!
Even if the scale was small and the number of enemies few, the reward for such a battle wasn't much, but a mosquito was still flesh. If you take all the kills, won't I miss out on even a single point of grace?
He sighed and walked forward.
The interstellar warriors and Battle Nuns made some space, revealing the area they surrounded.
There, was a door, covered with certain patterns.
This door should lead to the closed top level of the windmill tower. Further up, there should be the windmill blades.
Under Gu Hang's Spiritual Vision, he could clearly see the Storm Heresy contained within.
