Becoming a solitary

Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,In the midst of mournful horns, even those wounded began to shift with others, being assigned to their designated areas.,As the formation within the ancient city grew ever larger and more powerful, the Ghost Mantis Hawk-Mouth Monster soon became aware of it.。