657 The Survivors of North Sea 6yr

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"Sir, what is the use of us suffering here?"
"Wait, wait for an opportunity."
"Sir, what opportunity could there be?"
　
"Blood elementalists would certainly never imagine that we are hiding here. We are the sword that can ambush them from behind. Well, perhaps we are just a thorn, but even as just a thorn, that's enough."
　
"Sir… will we be able to endure?"
　
"Maybe, maybe not."
…..
Suddenly, a loud voice was heard. Fu Sisi's pupils abruptly shrank as she felt an anxious urge to withdraw and only managed to halt after retreating more than three meters away.
She had not even noticed that someone was approaching!
This display of skill already showed that the strength of the opponent was not weak.
She glanced in the direction of the voice.
A man armed with a spear stood on top of the hill. Since he was standing with the sun behind him, the glare made it difficult to see his face. Yet, this man was tall, sturdy, and possessed a deep, breathtaking, and imposing stature.