Chapter 76
The curved light scythe blade gently drew a semicircle, the faint green light trail clearly imprinted in view.
Little fat Enoch stood frozen in place.
He now only feels how unreal reality is...
Clearly wanting to rush over and touch those corpses, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead and refused to obey.
The muscles on Enoch's cheeks shivered uncontrollably, not out of fear, but excitement.
That kind of excitement that drives one to madness!
How many years has it been.
Since he was born, he was warned repeatedly, never to provoke the people of the Red Stone Clan.
The Red Stone Tribe has been a psychological shadow over the tribes on this grassland!
No one has ever resisted, but those who did were all brutally killed!
And the scene before him now, even in his dreams, he hadn't witnessed.
The image of his strong and robust father's body being pierced repeatedly by spears was vivid in his mind.
