Gongyang Jin's figure appeared at the back.
The Fallen Knight had always been wary of her making a move.
But he found that he had still misjudged his opponent.
"Why are you immune to the influence of the Spit-upon Curse?!"
"Because our bond is stronger than gold."
Fallen Knight: "???"
You're in a fight, so why are you feeding me dog food? Isn't that a bit too much?
Faced with such a mental blow, the Fallen Knight flew into a rage.
The momentum of his slash did not diminish, and the Knight's Greatsword suddenly swung towards Han Zhan, who was trapped by the Spit-upon Curse.
"Judgement!"
Under Gongyang Jin's feet, a different white light suddenly appeared.
A pale white halo descended like an unbreakable prison, encasing the Fallen Knight within.
The judgement has begun!
"Fallen Knight, you are suspected of killing a patrolman from the Patrol Office, releasing imprisoned criminals, and breaking out of jail by force."
As soon as Gongyang Jin finished speaking,
