Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several figures rushed up from the broken window. They were stunned when they saw the scene in the hall.
Dudian turned to look at the few people. He recognized the leader of the group. It was Francis who had brought him into the inner wall.
“Roar!”Aisha roared. She shook off the woman who had lost her life. She turned around and stared at Francis and the others. Her body flashed as fast as lightning. She appeared in front of Francis and the others, a hand passed through the throat of a burly young saint. The latter didn’t even react. His eyes were wide open.
Dudian quickly raised his hand and shook the bell.
There were three ‘Dong Dong Dong’sounds. Aisha who was about to pounce on the others suddenly stopped.
Francis and the others woke up and felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Their bodies were cold and slightly trembling. Aisha’s hand had pierced through the throat of their companion. It gave them a sense of pressure.
