Under his words, Kamimura Raishin, that burly man, led his Divine Artifact just like a diligent security guard, pinned the Masked Demons rushing onto the stage to the ground, and then dragged them away one by one, as if they were unconsciously affected.
"I don't believe it!!"
His greatest reliance was easily cracked, Fujisaki Kouta's face changed dramatically, he denied it all, absolutely unwilling to believe it, went crazy trying to continue to manipulate the Masked Demons to launch attacks, but this time it was all to no avail.
"That person over there, please be quiet, you are disturbing others..."
On the stage, Gu Mo frowned and looked towards the direction of the disturbance in the "audience," still politely saying this, well maintaining the role he wanted to play.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Why is there no reaction! Trash! A bunch of trash!"
