In the spacious and empty street, the descendants of Ground Clan who had previously lost consciousness woke up and slowly stood up with their injured bodies. When they surveyed their surroundings, they saw two figures close to the gate of the lower city. They were not far from them.
The Ground Clan descendants felt an unexplained panic in their hearts and slowly walked over. Soon they saw the mangled bodies of Rat and Old Bastard.
"How could this happen!"
"Who exactly committed such a malicious act."
"Quick, quick, quick! We need to carry Rat and Old Bastard to the sixth ancestor. He will certainly have a method to help them!"
The Ground Clan's descendants then rushed to the colosseum while carrying the two men without caring for their own injuries. When they passed through the households, a hint of panic appeared in everyone's eyes.
