C347 CHAPTER347 WHOSE PRODIGAL SON IS THIS

"There's light ahead!"

"That's the exit!"

"We... we're at the exit!"

"Ahhhhh... I, Truett Alinsky, actually made it out alive..."

The moment Truett Alinsky saw the exit, he felt like crying. It had been so hard, really too hard for him. He almost didn't make it.

There were still countless Spirit Devouring Locusts chasing him. When he entered