"Yes, Mrs. Sheffield."
At her word.
The Demon Cultivators immediately activated the array, unleashing a frenzied slaughter on the person trapped inside. Morgan Quinn's two lackeys had long since been turned to dust, with not even ashes remaining. Only he, thanks to his high cultivation, was still holding on.
From the inside, it was impossible to see anything of the outside world. From the outside, however, Celeste Grant and the others could see everything within the array clearly.
At that moment, Morgan Quinn was spitting up blood. One of his eyes was blinded, his face a mask of gore. He was using a life-saving Magic Artifact to withstand the power of the Blast Flame Talismans.
"BOOM..."
Thick smoke billowed within the array's barrier. Morgan Quinn was sent flying by the explosion, crashing heavily to the ground.
CRACK.
"Ahhh..."
A bloodcurdling scream rang out.
Along with the sound of breaking bones.
