After enduring the frantic bombardment of Charlotte's machine gun, the once spacious and grand hall had turned into a hellish scene. Smoke billowed, lingering with the smell of gunpowder. Fragments of collapsed walls scattered everywhere, resembling the wreckage of a war. Pitiful bullet holes covered the entire space, looking like desperate traces left by the Grim Death on the wall. The meticulously arranged furnishings were mercilessly shattered, strewn across the floor, their former glory veiled in the shadows of dust and blood.
Looking at the knight whose armor remained completely intact, Charlotte blinked her beautiful, ruby-like eyes. "Knight, I know someone from the Radiant Church who might be able to help suppress the Abyss Corruption on you."
Charlotte had clearly seen through Fangsheng's situation. After all, no Demon would ever help a human and then spare them in the end. Furthermore, her inscribed Radiant bullets had done zero damage to this man—wasn't this situation already crystal clear?
Chapter 195