chapter 301 The trump card

In the pitch-black night, the moonlight seemed very dim, especially in Panshi Town, which was shrouded in black evil clouds. If a warrior passed by here, he would be extremely frightened, because the thick corpse odor in the air would make people feel numb with just one breath. The bumpy streets were already filled with corpses, and everywhere was empty except for those four figures, who were still confronting each other. "It's you." Pascal Amos face was full of disbelief. The face of the...