Looking at Carol coming toward her, Irene's face turned pale. Subconsciously, she held the dagger tightly in her hand. She had made up her mind that she would never fall into Carol's hands. She knew that if she fell into Carol's hands, it would be torture for her!
"Miss Peter, let me die before you!" Asina's eyes darkened and she cried out in grief.
After saying this, Asina's body was once again filled with an ice magic element.
At the same time, a beam of light came straight in front of Carol.
Boom!
The ground in front of Carol exploded.
What was this?!
Everyone was stunned slightly and didn't react for a moment.
As the dust dissipated, a long sword appeared in the pit. The sword was surrounded by a layer of purple light, giving off an extremely dangerous feeling.
Under the confused gaze of the crowd, Carol also stopped, as if he felt some threat. The smile on his face had already been replaced by seriousness.
He fixed his eyes on somewhere in the convoy.