C1776 So Weak

"Obsidian Apostles!"

Han Baodiao's expression darkened as he eyed the three black-clad figures who had stormed onto the island.

He didn't recognize any of them, but their familiar uniforms gave away their identities.

He had taken part in the siege on the Land of Liberty and fought alongside the Apostles of Envy and Wrath.

"Obsidian Crypt?"

Lu Qingyan's face registered shock