He had never seen anyone stronger than these people.
Two hooligans, nodded somewhat ignorantly, squatting on the ground.
At this time, the Night Watchers' place.
A Night Watcher said, "Those cult monsters are up to something, but they're neither summoning Apostles nor spreading out."
"What is that thing above the city doing?" Eric couldn't help but ask.
Even from such a distance away.
The city's location was very unremarkable, yet they could still see a gigantic shadow above the city from afar.
The Night Watcher in charge of reconnaissance shook his head.
"I don't know, it looks like a… kettle made of flesh?"
The flesh monster floating above the city indeed resembled a kettle-shaped object.
Pale purple smoke was continuously wafting upwards.
Although they didn't know what it was doing, it definitely didn't seem like anything good.
In conversation.
Shalika looked somberly at her interface.
In the channel.
The Night Watchers were communicating.
