C485 CHAPTER485

Within the Winter Coming City, Jimmy and his group of Crystalline Molemen were squatting on the field, chewing hard bread. They were staring blankly at a large stove not far away.

There was a big pot of red soup in the distance. Black Horn Devil, number-ten, had a smile on his face as he poured all kinds of ingredients into the pot. After he was done, he fished them out and ate them