The broken barrier gradually shattered like a withered flower.
Gladstone's figure slowly emerged from it.
Seeing his figure, everyone's gaze froze.
At this moment, Gladstone's clothes were tattered, blood was flowing all over his body, and his left arm was unnaturally bent.
It was obvious that he had suffered a serious injury.
However, when they saw this scene, none of them were happy. On the contrary, their faces were unsightly, and their eyes unconsciously revealed despair.
Could such a terrifying attack not kill him?
Everyone's hearts were filled with despair, and they were terrified of their impending ending.
There were even many people who had begun to quietly retreat and, at the back of the crowd, there were already many people who had begun to flee.
Gladstone's expression was extremely ugly. The gaze he used to look at Joelson was extremely cold, as if even the temperature of the air had been affected.