After that, we went wild all the way, but we didn't escape their trap.
It turned out that my brother and I had calculated that we would escape from here, so we sent a man in black to wait for us on the road.
At that time, we could only fight with our lives. But for some unknown reason, the man in black didn't try to kill us. He seemed to be stalling for time and waiting for someone.
After a while, as expected, the Black and White Saints caught up again. The black-clothed man nodded to them and then retreated, leaving them nowhere to be seen.
When we saw the Black and White Saint, we knew that our third brothers, fourth brothers, and fifth brothers had been killed.
You could imagine the despair and grief in our hearts at that time. Without any other choice, we had to use the "Thousand
