Yao Beast

In the distance, Omeprazole and the others watched Real Madrid turn into a pile of bones on the ground. Not one of them dared make a sound.

Their mission had been to kill an elder of the Spirit God Cult.

They had originally planned to wait for Real Madrid and his people to make the first move. They would strike from the shadows and catch their enemies off guard. Together, they should have had little trouble killing an elder of the Spirit God Cult.

But now, seeing Real Madrid turn into a pile of bones in a single exchange, how could they possibly dare take on someone so ruthless?

"Maybe we should..."

Dodge swallowed and looked at Omeprazole beside him.

Though he hadn't said it aloud, everyone understood what he meant.

"Wait a little longer. Look, the people on the roof haven't made a move yet."

Omeprazole signaled for Dodge and the others to wait and see. They hadn't made a move yet, after all. What was the harm in staying hidden and watching the show?

Dodge and the others agreed that he had a point. They settled down and peered over the roof toward Golden Toad Son and the others.

"Daoist, this thing seems a little sinister. Should we...?"

Huang Le was in much the same state of mind as Dodge and the others. Someone as formidable as Real Madrid had turned into a pile of bones, and Huang Le had no idea how strong Xiao Ran and the others really were. He figured they were probably about as strong as Real Madrid's group, and couldn't help having second thoughts.

"Heh, I'll go test it out. You... Ah."

Wu Man patted Huang Le on the shoulder, then leaped down and charged straight at the high altar.

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