"Oh, I'm off to play!" Little Illusion tossed aside the half-cooked Greater Demon and vanished.
Wenren Sheng nodded. He did not need to act personally.
He had far too many cards to play.
Then his gaze shifted into the Space Fortress.
Everyone there was in despair. They did not dare confront the fortress residents surging toward them and could only huddle together.
The Supernatural Beings, mages, and Otherworldly Users who usually carried themselves with such superiority were all helpless.
Anyone who dared show themselves would be ruthlessly killed.
They were like soldiers who had stepped onto the enemy's home ground. No matter how great their advantages, they would quickly be worn away.
"What do we do? I don't want to die here!"
"Neither do I!"
"Communications are cut off. Is there any other way?"
"That damn woman! Just because of some stupid love, she killed so many people! She's twisted, insane—an irredeemable demon!"
The crowd argued heatedly, while the fortress residents were in no hurry to kill them.
Instead, one would occasionally pounce over and seize someone standing at the outermost edge.
The people behind would immediately grab hold of that person.
After all, they were on the same side, colleagues. They could not just watch them get dragged away.
And so the tug-of-war began.
It was even more brutal.
Some were even torn directly in half.
"Will someone save us?" someone prayed.
"No one can save you! The moment Jila chose to deceive me, your fate was sealed!" Amy's distorted voice stabbed into everyone's eardrums with unimaginable venom and unfathomable malice.
Jila was in so much pain he could barely breathe. He pulled out his gun and aimed it fiercely at his own head. "It was all my fault. I'll pay with my life. Let them leave!"
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