In the silent La Garden, beside the altar, bright flames leapt within the bronze tripod, illuminating the white bone mask of the priestess, who exuded an imposing presence without anger, bolstered by the army behind her.
"Gulp—" Zhao Douan felt as though he could hear the sound of his own gulping, as feelings of tension and fear surged to his heart.
Zhang Yan Yi indeed held back the Great La Ba, but inside La Garden, the "managers" had blocked several thieves.
"It's the High Priest! I caught a glimpse of her from afar last time. As expected, she resides within La Garden..." Yu Xiu quickly and nervously explained.
Jin Jian gripped the Magic Wand nervously with both hands, lowering his voice:
"What should we do? How strong is she? Can we hold her off? If not, should we leave?"
The little miser kind of wanted to run away.
Yu Xiu pinched her finger formula, looking ready for battle:
