Wen Yuqi stroked the gun body with some love and said, "Don't worry, with me here, you can't die."

"Let's go, go to the next city."

Meanwhile, in Wagda City, fifty kilometers away from Yagda City.

The bald saint who escaped was standing in front of the Son of Wagda, recalling with horror.

After hearing this, Navagda's Holy Son frowned.

He had already received news that the saints in two cities were destroyed.

At this time, he heard the bald saint say this again, and he had no doubt about the strange bird.

The bald Saint Tak finally said, "That strange bird, let me bring you a sentence to Lord Saint Son: Their devil legion is here."

The Holy Son of Wagda, who was walking, paused slightly when he heard this.

A killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!