章 502: A Storm Brewing!

"You adventurers deserve to die!"

A Crimson Moon High Priest with three Crimson Moon Marks on his forehead returned to the buildings of the Crimson Moon Divine Hall with a group of Crimson Moon Priests.

Looking at the many dead Crimson Moon Commanders and many missing treasures, the Crimson Moon High Priest and the Crimson Moon Priests were filled with killing intent.

Many adventurers who were searching for treasures in the palaces of the Crimson Moon Shrine were killed by the Crimson Moon High Priest and many Crimson Moon Priests.

"Oh no, let's go!"

Chu Zhou sensed the terrifying aura of the Crimson Moon High Priest and the many Crimson Moon Priests. His expression changed, and he immediately teleported away with Adkins.

"Yes, a little mouse escaped!"