Chapter 1747 - King Returns
As Vast Heaven's body transformed into particles of light and disappeared from the snow-covered field, an exquisite pair of silvery-gray arm guards took the Berserker's place. Before the spectating crowd could recover from their daze, Cleansing Whistle collected the arm guards and stored it in her bag. She then shifted her gaze towards Hecate's army.
"Who else wants to duel?" Cleansing Whistle asked with a faint smile as she glanced at Hecate's members.
She had just acquired a piece of Level 50 Secret-Silver Equipment by killing one player. This was far more profitable than raiding a Team Dungeon.
Seeing the cute smile on Cleansing Whistle's face, dread filled the hearts of Hecate's members.
Too scary!
