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At the gathering place of our strong ones outside the hall, we felt the increasingly intense strange power, and those strong ones from the two alliances, with bloodshot eyes, holding blades glinting with chilling light, approached our strong ones closer and closer,
"Gentlemen, what should we do?"
In the center of the encirclement, Broy was already drenched in sweat, speaking to Grey Elder, Yonir, Shuert, Crisis, Fanny, and others.
At this moment, including the Human Clan, Dwarf Elf, Flower Fairy, Wood Fairy, Troll, and other strongmen under Leo Ray's command were all surrounded by the strong ones of the two alliances.
Whether in terms of numbers or strength, we were at a complete disadvantage.
"They must be under the influence of some kind of mental spell."
With a wooden face full of solemnity, Shuert watched the surrounding scene closely and said, "Unless this influence is lifted, we have already become enemies in their eyes."
