C592 Monarch heart

However, even though he was standing in the encirclement of the Center, he still remained motionless in the face of the surrounding torrential rain of killing intent. The pupillae flashed, and in an instant, a long whistle resounded towards the sky.

"Scram!"

When his voice fell, it was like the anger of a thunder, it swept through the entire area, causing the surrounding Space to crumble