The sound of the gun did not affect the festivity in the camp whatsoever; the believers were even more frenetic, their insane laughter seemed as if even the darkness did not dare step within half a pace.
"Is he dead?"
In a corner of the hospital building, Sally used the moisture in the air to form a mirror in the sky to observe the situation in the highest-level office.
She knew how much the Tactile Sect valued this purge—not only had they dispatched her, a guard of The Gods of Four Pillars, but for the sake of speed, the Tactile Sect even expended the last quota of the Space Gate to transport her instantly from the Ya Sha Jin Zone to the Tribulation Zone.
