Come With Me

"You shouldn't have angered me." Liu Xiaodan included the word 'anger', but his face didn't even change the dead smile expression. Moreover, the crimson drill went through others around him first. The symphony of screams echoed all over and broke the silence of the night as Wu Zhong watched Liu Xiaodan closely.

Song Qixi was the only one collapsing on his spot. Even Abbadon couldn't compete with this, and the black fog even fled while everyone's attention was on Qiao Muwei. In the end, he just accepted the fact that he was going to die then and there. The shamans tried to counterattack, but the drill was too fast. One by one, they turned into a blood mist that made the drill bigger.