Less than half a minute had passed since Frank's death, and Austin also met his end under Xiao Zheng's blade.
Watching the flying head, Charles couldn't help but feel slightly dazed.
He never expected that he would lose so disastrously.
He had imagined many outcomes for this battle, but never thought he would lose. He was once extremely confident, especially after bringing Austin and the others to his side.
However, reality gave him a harsh slap, shattering his dream completely.
"It's over, it's all over."
Charles muttered with a dazed expression.
It wasn't just him; even the surviving soldiers of the Bright Church had expressions of despair, their legs went limp as they collapsed to the ground. Everyone knew very clearly that the Bright Church was going to become history today.
Xiao Zheng slowly flew beside Charles, looking down at him and said, "Now it's just you left. Tell me, are you planning to resist a little and then be killed by me? Or will you surrender right away?"
