"Sanchell is dead, the soul slave is gone, and the line of defense is broken!"

In the distant Holy Tower headquarters, in a room.

The room is not big, the windows and doors are closed, the windows are covered, and the alchemy lamp is turned off, making the room very dark, and in this dim room, a man is sitting on the sofa in a daze.

His eyes were dull, and he stared at the front without moving, and there was still a scattered document scattered around his hand!

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