Sure enough, that farmer... Ni... The black guy's level is just like that.
Looks like the team of "truly strong people" has encountered a Waterloo.
Lu Wenwu ate his pancake with pleasure, feeling a bit more relaxed.
About ten minutes later, Zhao Lixing hurriedly ran back, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow.
"When are we leaving?" Seeing him return, Lu Wenwu asked, "I need your information, especially about the other six apostles."
"We can't leave." Zhao Lixing said numbly, "Headquarters is gone."
Lu Wenwu, Lan Shan: "???"
What the hell?
Just gone?
"The headquarters suddenly suffered a joint attack from at least three apostles. Other than the rescue team initially sent out to rush to us, no one at the headquarters survived, including the former Otherworld powerhouses."
In the short span of a few hours, Zhao Lixing, who had continuously experienced great joy and sorrow, ups and downs, was now very numb.
He didn't even know how to face this news emotionally.
