I Can't Help You With This!
Editor: Atlas Studios
The person on the other end of the phone replied, "Mr. Ferrand, I have bad news to report to you!"
"What?! Why is it bad news again?!"
Ferrand was about to go crazy. He roared angrily, "Tell me, what exactly is the news?"
The other party gulped and said, "Just now, the Death Magister, the Eternal Night Divine Master, the Doomsday Outcast, the Dark Sorcerer, the Holy Lightning Swordsman, and the Ice and Fire Witch were all killed by those guys!
Our casualties have already exceeded 20,000!
The current situation is very disadvantageous to us!
Mr. Ferrand, what should we do?"
"How is this possible?! How can the Death Magister and the others be killed?!
Moreover, more than 20,000 people died?!"
Ferrand was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.
If he hadn't held onto the table, he would have fallen to the ground.
The other party said sadly, "Mr. Ferrand, this is all true!