**No Sympathy on His Face**
There was no sympathy on his face. These people had ended up in such a situation due to their own greed. And to be honest, these martial artists were a scourge on society. Even if Guardian Michael and the others didn't kill them, Chris would eventually take action to eliminate them once they left. So, no matter what choice they made, it was a dead end!
"Charge!"
"Charge!!"
"Charge!!!"
...
Having no other choice, the hundreds of martial artists could only charge forward, shouting as they went. At that moment, a desolate emotion surged within their hearts. They charged out with a do-or-die determination. They knew that if they charged, there might still be a slim chance of survival; if they didn't, they were as good as dead!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
As they charged to the stone coffin, someone unknowingly stepped on a hidden mechanism, causing another barrage of sharp arrows to shoot out. It was a rain of arrows!
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Screams of agony continuously rang out as the martial artists were pierced by the arrows. In their final moments, they spouted blood from their mouths and tears filled their eyes. They were tears of regret and despair!
"Ghost Sect! Middleton Alliance! You bastards, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost..."
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