_What’s to be done? An image?_
Long Haochen trembled, having finally come up with a solution.
At that very moment, the upper bodies of the soldiers on the fortress were almost all bare, and they appeared to be tearing apart their own bodies with their utmost. Many of them were dripping with blood, and some already had bones showing through, but their state of mind only kept worsening.
Outside the Exorcist Mountain Pass, the assassin powerhouses’ slaughter had finally reached its peak.
The multi-colored light which had shot out vanished abruptly, and Long Haochen immediately flew to the top of the fortress, looking straight at the distant Celestial Dance of Lust.
What was an incomparable enticement for the soldiers of the Exorcist Mountain Pass didn’t affect Long Haochen in the slightest. Through the mask of Long Haochen’s Golden Foundation Armor, his golden eyes were exposed to Sytry’s sight.
