C111 Scarlet Eye Life Reaping Needle

It was late at night, and there was no wind.

What was silent was only the sound of heavy breathing.

The middle-aged man forced himself to stand up, but his body was on the verge of collapse and he no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

The four blade-wielding Red White Death Soldier s clearly heaved a sigh of relief.

The short-haired girl stood up and stared at the Death Soldiers