"Kill." Yin Lai glanced at Kratos speechlessly.

"Well, then kill." Kratos nodded, stopped his body, and said loudly to the warlock behind him:

"Kill the Ten Thousand Blood Warlocks and leave no one behind."

The battle begins again.

This time, Yin Lai took a rest after killing three or four second-level warlocks. Instead, he watched Kratos kill them, but only for a moment before his eyes shifted to the warlock in the corner.

This black-robed second-level extreme warlock has never made a move.

In fact, he noticed the warlock as soon as he arrived. The warlock was very strange, so he just stood silently in the corner, not doing anything, just watching.

On the other side, under the leadership of Kratos, three or four other warlocks were quickly killed. Kratos walked towards Yin Lai, and the other warlocks went to surround and kill the other ten thousand-blood warlocks here.

The shield that once prevented the White Tower from escaping also became the biggest obstacle to their escape.

…

the other side.

"Who are you?" Yin Lai asked, looking at the black-robed warlock.

"I'm not a man of ten thousand blood. I just came here to take a look, but it seems that they are not very useful." The black-robed warlock opened his hood, revealing a middle-aged man.

"But I seem to have discovered a force with greater potential."

"Hello, Simon Publan, the second-level warlock of Black Sol Tower, you can call me Simon."

Black Sotha?
Chapter completed!