"Who?"

The nervousness of a black killer's face. In his sensation, there was only a dense fog around him, and there was no other life, but the sound was not wrong. There must be someone around him, and he was able to shield the strong person he sensed.

Gradually out of the fog came a figure, with several young children behind him. When the young children looked at the black killing, their faces looked very ugly. Obviously, they all saw the scene just now, so their hearts were full of fear.

"You are not the people of Toxic Ridge. What are you doing in Toxic Ridge?"

As soon as their...