C399 Whoever Hit the Pig

The expected blade did not come.

Puja, who was squatting on the ground and holding his head with both hands, secretly opened his eyes.

There were no sharp blades in front of him, nor were there any ferocious winged warriors. There was only a fiery red Light Screen. There was also the pile of ashes beneath his feet that could not even be considered residue.

He..