Translator: Pika

  “Devil’s Eye!” Zhuxie Chixin’s expression grew serious. “Everyone, don’t look into her eyes!”


  But unfortunately, it was already too late. There were many Embroidered Envoys whose eyes were filled with purple radiance. Then, they turned their weapons on their companions.

  How could these Embroidered Envoys have predicted that these comrades who had fought with them through life and death would attack them? They immediately suffered serious casualties. T..