Buzz——!!!
The souls of the Knights of the Round Table are in pain.
"This feeling--"
Gareth, who endured the hardest support, even had blood oozing from his mouth. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at the sky above the lake.
Click——click——
The faint shattering sound was deafening, casting a gloomy mood on all the Knights of the Round Table.
Although I don’t know what happened in the fairy realm, the current situation in the human world is very bad.
The pressure begins to increase. If nothing else happens, the overall quality——
The pressure will come soon——
boom!!!
Just as all the Knights of the Round Table were thinking this, a bigger and more violent shock struck.
The eight Knights of the Round Table, including Anno, spit out a mouthful of blood.
They looked at the despairing scenery with difficulty.
Space——collapsed.
Chapter completed!