C1464 Trapped
Trapped.
The ancestral altar was sleeping.
It took him a lot of effort to summon a bit of it, but now he can only watch helplessly as it slumbered.
This wasn't what the Multi-armed Clan wanted to see. The leader of the Multi-armed Clan's face was filled with a gloomy killing intent.
He stretched out his hand, and a terrifying killing intent spread out in all directions.
"Hand it over