"If you are with me, maybe I can help you solve some small problem," Harry said with a faint smile.
At this time, Joan's magic power has been exhausted, and she has no strength to fight at all.
There was only a small number of people in the West Continent. They surrounded her as the last protection.
Facing the heavy zombie, they knew that they had no chance.
"What should we do now?"
"I don't know. We can die together. It's not lonely, right?"
The warrior looked at each other and clenched their weapon.
Even if they died, they would choose to die in battle!
Looking in the direction of the crowd, she felt that she'd rather explode herself than be insulted by Harry.
In an instant, Harry had come to her side, with an evil smile on his face.
"I see. Do you want to explode yourself?"
Many warriors wanted to stop her, but there was nothing they could do.
Their eyes were red with anger. They could do nothing but watch their son choose to explode herself.