C147 Break the Situation

It was as if a black sickle had been hacked out in the air, reaping the lives of the gods. At this moment, on top of the city wall, those big men, who were standing in a row behind the hostages, strangely separated their heads from their bodies one after another. On the city wall, one person after another was thrown out in a rhythmic manner.

In front of the black shooting star