C827 The Terrifying Kill Array

Cloud Crane Mountain, inner circle.

"Damn little bastard, if you have the guts, don't run!"

"Stop right there, you can't run."

"Where are you going, little bastard!"

As the black clouds in the sky increased in number, the interior of the mountain, which was vast and dark due to the lack of light, was filled with countless gritted teeth and chasing voices