Chapter 2211

Fane could vaguely see something flashing on top of the slope. “Another one came!” said someone. Fane turned his head and saw a group of people standing around. Fortunately, the place was wide enough. It was wider than the square in front of the gathering spot for roll call in the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. He estimated the place could fit at least ten thousand people. His hands were trembling slightly. Everything happened so suddenly that Fane could not process it. One second ago, he was in a life-or-death situation and was prepared to die, but the next second, he found himself in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar faces standing all around him. Although the people there were dressed differently, Fane could guess from his general understanding of West Cercie State that some of the people were from the Thousand Leaves Pavilion, Muddled Origin Clan, and Dual Sovereign Pavilion. There was a group of people who he could not put his finger on at first glance, but after careful study,