Kamal frowned and said, "Godslayer, I don't particularly like you. But since Sini chose you, I can only help you this much. Whether or not you can deal with the current trouble is up to you."
After speaking, she paid no further attention to John, her mind shifting as she left Death Land.
"Master, what should we do?" Avis asked gravely.
John furrowed his brows, unable to come up with a solution at the moment.
"Let's return to the Saint Martial Sect." With a thought, he left Death Land and returned to the Saint Martial Sect.
Roar... Roar...
The air was filled with furious roars and battle cries. Around them, a sea of Hunters surged forward.
Saint Martial Sect, Flame City, and the elves were doing their best to hold the line, but the players had already started suffering casualties.
Everyone knew that death at the hands of these Hunters meant true death. Yet, they weren't willing to abandon Saint Martial Sect so easily.
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