Chapter 52: Trump Card

"It's the Red Vanguards!"

"Look, the group of lunatics are back!"

"Hush, keep your voice down..."

The crowds were whispering. Han Jin looked at the direction of the commotion and saw that the professionals in the square had split aside like a tide while several figures swaggered out.

Two sturdy soldiers of the same height stood in front. One was in a heavy armor, the other in a soft armour. They glanced at the crowd around them with cold and frosty eyes. Such coldness and indifference was not deliberately made, but rather, it was from the depth of their hearts after going through countless blood baptism and the tests of life and death.

Behind them was a male magician, luxuriously dressed with a special wand in his hand, which was beset with a hot red magic crystal the size of a fist. The light emitted from the magic crystal dimmed the surroundings which had been illuminated by all the torches around the square.