C515 It Was Coming from All Directions

Five hundred and fifteen, help from all sides.

Du Dali placed the iron hammer in front of him. His eyes were filled with determination.

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, splashing onto the iron hammer in his hand. Then, the mysterious runes on the iron hammer began to flicker slightly, emitting a bright red light.

"With my blood essence