C882 The Madness of the Big Figures

In the dark warehouse, a group of people dressed in all kinds of clothes were staring blankly at the empty suitcase in the middle of the warehouse.

Some of them had a piercingly cold aura, some were wearing exaggerated armor and robes. Some were holding the same exaggerated weapon. Swords, swords, staffs, bombs or firearms. Some wore kinetic armor but held the most primitive stone dagger