"We're finished. Three Titled Douluos!"
Pojun sighed softly, his voice heavy with helplessness.
At his words, Thorn gave a bitter smile and slowly nodded, complicated emotions flickering in her deep eyes.
"What should we do now?"
Pojun paused at the question, his gaze piercing the layers of gloom.
"We can only hope Big Brother gets here soon!"
In the air.
The seventh elder's gaze did not linger long on Thorn and Pojun.
Instead, he turned to regard the fourth and fifth elders intently, his tone tinged with gravity.
"Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, the Star Luo Empire has a lot of strange weapons..."
The seventh elder then slowly recounted his harrowing encounter, laying it all out before his two elder brothers.
The fourth elder's brows furrowed slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes before he regained his composure and spoke calmly.
"I never imagined they had such formidable weapons. I hadn't thought them worth my time, but it seems I have no choice but to act now!"
The fourth elder spoke lightly.
The fifth elder nodded in agreement.
"Come on, let's go straight in!"
With that, the three shot forward like meteors.
On the city wall.
Within Lou Gao's field of view, three Titled Douluos charged toward him like three towering mountains, bearing a formidable might that sent chills through everyone watching.
Dense gunfire wove into a net, attempting to halt the three powerhouses' advance.
But now that they were prepared, Soul Power surged through their bodies, easily neutralizing the threat of the bullets and armor-piercing rounds.
The roar of rifles and the tearing shriek of armor-piercing rounds seemed so feeble on this battlefield.
The three Titled Douluos drew ever closer, every step trampling the others' taut nerves.
Lou Gao's heart clenched at the sight. Desperate to turn