Chương 1569: 1569. Retreat

Gloria had the aspect of a youthful woman. She had long blonde hair and green eyes, and her face had delicate features.

However, the leader's face had twisted into an unsightly expression. Her hatred toward her enemies had overcome her rage and had started to overflow.

Flares of energy shot out of her figure and cut the battlefield. Gloria appeared out of control. Her existence was attacking both friends and foes without caring about their cultivation level.

Gloria's existence was aflame. The whole sky seemed about to fall on the battlefield. The laws in the area condensed and shot toward her figure, applying pressure on every existence in her range.

"Did we break her?" Wilfred asked while veins burst on his bulging muscles.

'Is she crazy?' Noah wondered while relying on the unstable substance to fend off the pressure landing on his body.