The Ouroboros Serpent continued to daydream, completely oblivious to the fact that Ma Lu had already stopped in front, and at this time Yun Que and the others had also come to a halt, leaving only the Ouroboros Serpent still walking forward.
As a result, she bumped headfirst into Ma Lu's armor, producing a clanging crisp sound.
A good sound means a good hit.
The Ouroboros Serpent held her own forehead, where a large lump quickly swelled up on the top of her head.
"Why have we stopped?" she asked through gritted teeth.
"Because we are here."
"Here?"
"Mhm."
The Ouroboros Serpent looked around. They were seemingly outside a residential area, which for some unknown reason was half collapsed, with the ground scattered with the black char of fire damage.
Despite being overgrown with weeds now, upon closer inspection, one could still find many traces of the intense past battle, even finding several shell casings among the bushes that the Hellhound had picked up.
