Chapter 1267

Raw terror had gripped the Shade Order disciples by the throats. Needless to say, they were extremely terrified by now. Some disciples couldn't handle the trauma. They could only shriek loudly, clearly suffering from mental breakdowns. The fight had barely started, yet half of the original 500 Shade Order disciples were already dead. The remaining disciples were scared shitless. They bolted toward the exit in a state of panic. Things were starting to get out of hand because of how chaotic they were. "Zarian, block the exit! None of these Shade Order fuckers are allowed to leave!" Wyatt telepathically removed the restrictions on the bestiary bracelet before giving Zarian the order. No matter how powerful he was on his own, there was no way he could stop all the panicked disciples from leaving the Land of Blessings. But Zarian merely lounged in the bestiary bracelet. It responded cockily, "I'm resting at the moment, so I'm not in the mood to kill. You can deal with the small fry yo