Chapter 1062: Aren't They Right Here?

Boom! The instant Tacito Temple's words fell- Crimson gales tore in from outside the door, wave after wave, like blood-red hurricanes swallowing the night. Ten men. Fifty. A hundred. In the blink of an eye, the entire estate turned into a black sea of bodies, packed so tightly it felt like the walls might burst. One hundred men, every last one at least a Grandmaster, stood behind Tacito Temple with savage resolve. Blood Prison had come out in full force. A terrifying pressure surged off...