"Since it's like this, don't blame me for not warning you."
As he watched many Casters rush towards him, Ronald's eyes narrowed, and the mark of the original holder appeared immediately on the back of his hand.
For these people, one admonition was the limit of Ronald's tolerance.
This could be considered a small 'reciprocation' for these people who tied him up yet did not directly act as Assassins.
But now... not to mention he had been kidnapped.
At this moment, many Casters rushing towards him and Luna had a murderous glare, completely without concealing their intent to kill.
Faced with such enemies, naturally, Ronald would not hold back.
"At this moment, please gaze into the depths of the gorge.
The river of blood is right before your eyes..."
Ronald recited the spell, and the pitch-black mist of Hell immediately crept up at his feet.
Among the enemies, there were a few with sharp eyes.
