Several Ye Boshous also showed gravity on their faces, "Truly worthy of being a colleague personally invited by the team captain!"
"Divine Chosen?" Yang Chen muttered as he looked at the scarlet armor on Li Yelai's arm, "The eye for talent is indeed sharp, always picking out people from our Champion Team One..."
At the same time, within a hidden fortress above the wasteland.
A slaughter had just ceased, countless heads were arranged atop the altar.
They were both men and women, but their faces all bore the same expression of shock, anger, and terror—as if they had encountered something terrifying before death.
Blood dripped and gathered into a river, flowing down the stairs and encircling a man wielding a huge axe and a woman with a longsword in hand.
As they were soaked in the river of blood, their Spiritual Power Strength visibly surged.
The worshippers guarding nearby all looked on with envy.
So many heads offered, one couldn't know how many blessings they would receive.
