Looking at the expressionless Twelve Warhawks, Phantom sighed and said softly, "What a pity. What a pity they've truly passed away. Otherwise, I could have seen your majestic posture together."
"I wonder if they can be resurrected..."
Lin Zifeng lowered his head, and his voice grew increasingly softer toward the end.
"Right. Don't you have the Magic Bracelet? It's said to have resurrection abilities. Where's your Magic Bracelet?" Suddenly! Phantom's eyes narrowed and she swiftly turned around, staring at him unblinkingly.
"..."
Lin Zifeng was taken aback, suddenly remembering that he had just violently thrown the Magic Bracelet away.
Turning his head again, he was stunned to find that the Magic Bracelet, which was thrown against the hard wall, was now embedded in it. The wall cracked around it, centered on the bracelet. Most astonishingly, the wall had turned completely black.
It looked like an abyss, all the stone blocks turned black...
