Chapter 2221

"Since you refuse to speak." Amelia's voice was as cold as ice, devoid of emotion yet carrying unquestionable authority. "Elijah, give them a quick end."
Before her words even faded, the two high-tier disciples under Elijah's foot began struggling violently. Hoarse sounds tore from their throats, their eyes filled with venom and madness. Yet they were ultimately no match for the mountain-like force pressing down on them, able only to writhe futilely.
The leading high-tier disciple slowly closed his eyes, a grim smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, as if he had long since prepared himself for death.