Twilight now understood what was going on with the backlash just now. It turned out to be these bands. But what exactly were these bands?
Twilight attacked the Teacup Band several more times, but still failed. Other wizards and guards also took action upon seeing this, but still had no impact on them.
Twilight secretly said with hatred: "That boy is responsible for all this. Kill him and it will be over."
Speaking of this, Twilight took a quick step and rushed into the white mist. At a glance, she saw Angel who had fallen to the ground and was seriously injured. She sneered, stretched out her hand, and the nails on her five fingers appeared like claws, pointing at Angel's
Thrust into the chest.
At this moment, a shrill and terrifying laughter, like the sound of bells in the night, sounded from inside Angel's body.
"he he he he he--"
Accompanied by this terrifying laughter, the teacup band in front suddenly stopped playing and shouted in a weird voice like a child: "The Queen's Night Patrol~"
Before Twilight could react, the five fingers that were grabbing at Angel's chest were grabbed by another hand.
Twilight looked back and saw a man in black next to her.
"Lord Sanders?!"
Chapter completed!