C347 CHAPTER347 WHOSE PRODIGAL SON IS THIS

"There's light ahead!"

"That's the exit!"

"We... we've made it to the exit!"

"Ahhhhh... I, Truett Alinsky, am actually going to make it out alive..."

The moment Truett Alinsky caught sight of the exit, he nearly burst into tears.

It had been so hard! Unbelievably hard for him!

He had nearly... nearly perished inside!

Countless Spirit Devouring Locusts were still in hot pursuit