Chapter 191: Oppression, repair and silent determination
The space seemed to freeze at that moment.
Kazren’s handsome face like a blade showed a hint of sneer. He glanced into the distance and raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
"It seems that you are lucky today, Atlas." He sneered in a low voice, but there was a trace of unfinished murderous intent in his words.
"I’ll give you one day to return what you took away. Otherwise—"
He raised his head, his deep eyes looked over Atlas’ shoulder, and he looked at the people below who were already extremely frightened. His voice was not loud, but it exploded in everyone’s hearts like thunder.
"This entire base will become the burial place for you and these weaklings."
As soon as the voice fell, the air around him suddenly vibrated, and a space crack opened under his feet like a living thing. He raised his hand slightly and was about to step into the void and leave.
But at that moment, his eyes seemed to be attracted by something, and he paused slightly and swept to the edge of the crowd...
Liora.
It was a short but piercing look, like ice.
At that moment, Liora’s heart shrank fiercely, as if it was tightened by some invisible force. But before she could react, the figure of the silver-haired man had disappeared, and the space returned to silence again; only the remaining space distortion in the air was still slowly dissipating.