Blue alum stupidly looked at the constantly changing scene and recalled the previous situation. These ten people united to kill countless saints one by one, and sealed their treasures. They left a space for them. It was not their own space, but a chaos. That is to say, they exiled those treasures.

at the end of the day, everyone's hands are covered with the blood of saints. They look at the distance with a blank face, with expectation in their eyes and endless sorrow. In the past, relatives and friends died in this war, not in the unknown enemy's hands, but in their hands. But blue alum can see the...