In fact, most of the powerful figures in the Country of Art had strategically relocated, taking their families and leaving without intending to make enemies of the Church of Death.
The crowd, originally gathered for the sake of art, found it very difficult to organize when faced with external threats.
Those who chose to stay had special feelings for the Country of Art.
Meanwhile...
"Lord Ahetar, is it really okay for you to face so many powerful enemies alone?" Shark Girl Kaschte stood on her tiptoes, her small jacket unable to contain her ample bust, which, with her movements, squeezed together even more as if purposely tempting the nearby Ahetar, although she herself seemed unaware of it.
She was purely concerned about Ahetar's safety.
Xi Mu glanced at Shark Girl Kaschte beside him, her pretty face full of concern, and shook his head lightly: