C660 No More(1)

352 stopped eating.

When the remaining centaur saw such a miserable scene, they did not retreat at all. He still held his weapon and rushed forward. Bien looked at the surrounding soldiers who were looking at death with no fear. He muttered, "What a group of brave soldiers. But it's a pity." The sickle in his hand flickered with a black light. Bien curled his lips