"Bang!"
Owen Taylor struck a heavy palm blow.
Henry Basil and Mallory, standing in the shadows, were blasted out.
As soon as the two stumbled out, they got up.
Witchcraft curses rapidly emerged from their hands.
"Western witches!"
Owen's expression turned cold, and he let out a laugh.
Seeing the two of them, they showed no restraint and simultaneously took action.
With Owen's abilities, he could completely knock out the two of them in an instant.
[Scan, lock onto the enemy!]
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
A barrage of bullets came sweeping in from one direction.
Rescuing the two from the jaws of danger.
Seeing Owen's high cultivation, Mallory and Basil didn't dare to fight head-on and hurriedly turned and ran away.
Obviously, they were no match for Owen Taylor.
Even if they had enhanced their witchcraft, they still were no match.
*
"What is that?"
Grace Stephens pointed in one direction and asked.
Ella squinted and said, "Is it a robot?"
She was somewhat uncertain.