The dust-covered mystery crumbled, revealing its original form.
He saw through everything; at this moment, all the conspiracies and tricks were laid bare before him in their true form.
This was the real "Death Row."
Gareth couldn't help but admire Lorenzo, and he even wanted to clap and praise the madman's decision, but... it seemed he had no chance to commend Lorenzo anymore.
"Run!"
Gareth shoved Percival aside, shouting.
"Trust it, absolutely and blindly believe in Death Row!"
"What?"
There was no answer. In Percival's puzzled gaze, Gareth punched the alarm set at the doorway, shattering it along with the glass cover.
Blood splattered, and the piercing alarm echoed throughout the Broken Dome.
People were initially stunned, staring blankly around, at a loss.
This was the Broken Dome, the Pure Land untouched by the Demon since its inception; such alarm had almost never sounded.
But soon, panic and fear took over.
