Chapter 745: Are You a Piggy Bank?_2

The body stepped forward half a pace, lowering its center of gravity, letting out a beast-like roar from the throat, then he gathered all his strength and slammed his shoulder into the wall beside him!

Rumble!

Cracks appeared clearly on the wall as the entire house shook violently. Tristramy's body surged with the tremors. She steadied herself and was about to step forward when a voice suddenly rang out.

"What do you want to do? Kill him?"

"We are not those guys. What use is a dead soul? We want him alive, alive!"

"Do the dead still have Threads of Fate?"

"Suppress him, he can't escape!"

"It's the polar night outside, where can he go?"

"Returning to the real world isn't just thinking about it!"

Tristramy halted her steps. Just then, the coins floating in mid-air suddenly enlarged, then split into two, then four. After a few brief splits, the coins had already composed into a bizarre symbol floating in the air.