Bang!
The body of the Werewolf Martial Saint hit the ground, its breath already severed. Evidently, it had perished in the barrage of swift assaults from a while ago, yet the expressions of Xiao Zheng and his companions were grim, as the werewolf had roared before dying, exposing their location.
"Mr. Xiao..."
Long Qie and the other two looked at Xiao Zheng, their faces showing inquiry.
Xiao Zheng said in a deep voice, "Hurry and find Roberts, release all the high-profile prisoners held in the Blood Prison!"
"Yes."
Everyone nodded solemnly.
"Operate separately."
Xiao Zheng shouted lowly. After speaking, he swooped over, reaching the end of the passage, and then saw the true scene of the Blood Prison. A long corridor extended into darkness, with cells on both sides, each forged with extremely sturdy materials, almost impossible to break through.
"Let me out, let me out."
"Werewolf, I swear to annihilate your entire clan!"
"Rob III, you're damned."
