In the horrified, shocked gazes of the powerful figures around him, Baiyi smiled and placed the Faceless Mask back on his face.
As the mask fit snugly, the agitation brought by the Dark Side gradually dissipated; the mask feared the Evil Thought, and once the Evil Thought was bound by the mask, its malice became remarkably tame.
Baiyi's face slowly reverted to his own appearance, he looked at Eric, who was full of relief, and decisively rallied the Ancient God Believers: "Since the Gods do not want us to live, then we should let Him feel the wrath of mortals."
"All personnel who are not members of the order-maintaining institution, move out, kill all Divine Favored below the Golden Level."
"Those above Gold, capture if possible, kill anyone who resists without question."
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Shi Wu City.
The sunset's glow shone upon this deathly silent city, illuminating its desolation even further.
"Huff~ Huff~"
