The Tyrant Empress is Obsessed with Me
Chapter 87: Shall We Take a Hit?
Fear gripped the air.
The sight of a hundred men swimming across the ocean was something difficult to put into words.
If one had to describe it, they looked like a horde of zombies who had just discovered how to swim.
What on earth did “Mazar” mean to them, for them to do something so insane?
“Mazar-nim!”
“Mazar-nim!”
“Mazar-nim!!”
With battle cries, a hundred warriors of the Lion Tribe were closing in on the island.
Then, suddenly.
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