Chapter 725 Pride!

Ten thousand miles away, in a dense bush.

In a nearly transparent dome, Rotton, who lay motionless on the ground for a long time like a dead dog, slowed down his breath. His face was as pale as paper, and his snow-white robe was completely red with blood, and the strong smell of blood spread over him.

If we hadn't come here, we would have already attracted beasts if we had not immediately used the last bit of genuine gas to drive protective devices to keep the smell of blood away.

"Huh!"

gasped for a long time, and Rotton struggled to sit up, but the next moment,...