Inside the private box, Prisia could no longer maintain his winning smile, and his expression right now was quite a sight to behold. Faced with this latest shock delivered by someone else, his facial management skills completely failed him. At the same time, this was the most uncomposed he had been since his return to the mortal realm.
Ashburn, who had been keeping his eyes on Prisia, felt his mood instantly improve at the sight. He hurriedly chimed in with a sneer: "It seems the death of the soldiers has given you quite a shock? I am curious, is it because they will no longer resurrect?" Ashburn was in a wonderful mood. This power already had flaws—would you people still choose such power?
His heart was filled with excitement and joy; he wished he could embrace this newly appeared handsome gentleman and plant a fierce kiss right on him. Truly, heaven never cuts off all avenues of escape! It seemed the great God of War did not plan to abandon his believers yet!
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