Yuanshi Tianzun? He was here!!
Hope suddenly lit up in Annie's dim eyes—the hope of someone who had seen a lifeline in the depths of despair.
Enduring the pain in her lungs, she shouted hoarsely:
"I'm here."
She was far too close to Yule Ban; the other woman could reap her life with a casual motion. To prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from overlooking her and turning to help Bill instead, Annie felt she had to draw his attention.
Mr. Bill is still alive, and Baker Vernal is fighting him. Annie seems seriously injured. She's a Saint, so she won't die anytime soon. Zhang Yuanqing's gaze swiftly swept across the scene.
Near the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mr. Bill was confronting a middle-aged man built like a wine barrel. He had a bushy beard covering half his face, pale blue eyes, a reddened alcoholic nose, and a belly whose fat sagged downward.
The woman fighting Annie wore black leather from head to toe, smoky makeup, silver earrings, and white-dyed hair. Her heavy-metal aesthetic was off the charts.
"A Star Official?"
Baker Vernal, round as a wine barrel, scrutinized the reinforcements with his small pale-blue eyes, which always seemed drunk. His brow immediately furrowed.
Everyone knew that Night Wanderers were well-rounded classes skilled at concealment and escape. They were as irritating as the Void, yet far more aggressive.
They were an exceptionally troublesome class.
"You're finally here!" Relief flashed across Mr. Bill's handsome, weathered face. Then he spoke at a rapid pace:
"Save Annie first, then join me in holding them off. Once the Five Elements Alliance elders arrive, they won't be able to fly out of Songhai even with wings."
Sorry, but the elders won't be here immediately. They need to confirm whether any Dionysus Club higher-ups are lying in ambush nearby. Zhang Yuanqing