Holy Bottle

Dead bodies littered the ground as far as the eye could see. The mutant creatures Han Sen had encountered before were still alive, doing battle, but they looked to be in terrible condition.

"Oh, no. It looks like Thorn Shelter really will fall." Han Sen climbed up one of the shelter's towers and peered over towards the spirit hall.

All of Thorn Shelter's inhabitants had been wiped out, and Thunder-Devil King was now nearing the spirit hall with his creatures in tow.

Thorn Baron was in front of the entrance, and she looked panicky when she saw Thunder-Devil King strolling up towards her.

"Thorn, Flame-King has lost the war and Nine-Wish Mountain is mine. Give me your spirit stone and I will allow you to live under my command," Thunder-Devil King said.

"No thanks," Thorn Baron coldly responded.