"I don't care if they're from the Darkmoon Legion, I want him dead!" Armani started to shout, but then his body shivered. "Wait, did you say Darkmoon Legion?"
"Uniformed, Specter Blade, deadly precision—only the Darkmoon Legion operates like that," the old man repeated with difficulty.
Hiss! Hearing this, everyone turned pale, trembling uncontrollably as if they had seen a ghost. 'Darkmoon Legion?! No wonder they're so ruthless and skilled!'
"P-please, who are you?" Armani stammered, looking at Archangel with fear in his eyes.
"Archangel from Darkmoon Legion."
Armani and the other family heads gasped and shuddered, their legs going weak, nearly collapsing to the ground. They never imagined that standing before them was Archangel, one of the Darkmoon Legion's top five warriors!
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