C417 King Level Medal

As Lin Ze hastened toward the nearest camp of the Turin People,

he passed the site where he had previously decimated the Eagle Carriage team.

A silver-robed priest floated above, his gaze fixed on the carnage and remnants of the Eagle Carriages below, his expression dark and foreboding.

Behind him stood four or five white-robed priests, exchanging silent, uneasy glances.

Finally