These people merely standing here made the space in this area seem somewhat distorted, with the gray mist in the sky constantly rolling like tumultuous waves.
Thunder Serpent wound its way through the gray mist, emitting thunderous roars.
The entire Fourth Ring District felt a tremendous sense of oppression.
All Pioneers were terrified and trembling, with a feeling of suffocation...
"Damn it! How dare they!"
"How do we wrap this up now."
"Haote! Where is your family's Ancestor Patriarch?"
A figure with an explosive look on his face shouted at Haote Decaron, who still had a look of shock in his eyes.
And Haote immediately responded,
"My family's Ancestor Patriarch is currently in the Abyss, and he's also within the cooldown period for returning, which can be directly verified at the Development Zone's mission hall; this has nothing to do with us."
What he first needed to do was to quickly dissociate himself from the incident.
