Interstellar Butcher
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"Master, the pattern on the box is a little strange!" Little Roc hurriedly said.
At this moment, not only him but everyone's gazes were attracted by this pattern.
The pattern was a skull with blood flowing on it. The scarlet aura brought a huge pressure that was a little suffocating.
It was precisely this terrifying aura that made this small pattern so intimidating.
"If I'm not wrong, this pattern is the mark of this organization behind the scenes!"
"Otherwise, it wouldn't have appeared in the Ancient Desolation Tower!" Zhou Han frowned slightly and immediately made an analysis.
To be honest, Zhou Han was also very afraid of this aura.
He felt like he was facing a cosmic dire beast and had to deal with it carefully.
"That's most likely the case!"
"Master, let's see what's inside!" The Ashen Illusory Beast suggested.
Zhou Han nodded slightly and condensed an elemental hand to open the wooden box.