Although most of the drifters surged towards the breached openings, there were still a few weak ones hiding in the dense forest, trembling with fear.
They silently watched Mu Fan and Lu Qingxue, two figures that seemed out of place.
Because these two had been standing 30 meters in front of the city wall since their appearance... they were too calm.
However, they also had a question in their minds: why were these two standing here, instead of the newly blasted openings?
Isn't there the best passage to enter Zone A!
Mu Fan looked up at the towering city wall, the aged bricks clearly reflected in his pupils.
His right hand slowly reached behind, grasping the Curved Light Scythe Blade that had yet to unleash energy, and gently raised it.
The dark golden staff swept through the air in a half-arc, landing by his side.
The last "8" finally slipped out of his mouth gently.
Above the sky, the orange Light Spear pierced through the clouds once more!
