Blue Arc convulsed as if in a seizure, then slowly climbed off the body of the bodyguard, exhausted, and collapsed onto the floor of the auction house.
He stared blankly upwards, his confused gaze taking in the auction house littered with corpses, as seen from beneath his shattered helmet.
All around were bodies of bodyguards... horizontal, vertical, bodies sliced in half, and the thought that Su Zimai might be among them ignited the panic in his heart instantly.
Burning to the extreme.
"Where is Xiaomai..." He struggled to stand up, muttering in shock, "Where is Xiaomai..."
Lan Duoduo turned to look at the blood-soaked Blue Arc, murmuring, "Oh dear, someone's lost their way."
"Then let's send him off." Bloodline tilted his head and smiled.
Xia Pingzhou and Ayase Origami remained silent.
At this moment, Anluns, with half his face remaining, stepped through the wooden door, raised a billiard cue, picked up an air billiard ball, and aimed at Blue Arc's back;
