Chapter 1275

Chapter 1275:

Everyone, except for Goodwin, was filled with excitement. Most of them were members of the Shadow Moon Society, and they greatly admired the founders, Harlee and Tonya. The chance to visit the replicated places they had once been was an exhilarating experience for them. “Yes!” Their voices rose with excitement.

As the group proceeded, the undergrowth thinned and the disordered trees gave way to a landscape littered with bones, complicating their path.

They had reached the second replicated scene. That place was known for its fierce warriors, battling to the death, leaving bones scattered across the landscape. Harlee and Tonya had once nearly perished there while retrieving a precious herb, though they had managed to escape.

If Harlee’s memory served her right, she and Tonya had saved a boy back then. She couldn’t help but wonder how he was doing now.

Meanwhile, Goodwin pondered the number of corpses Tonya might have transported to this chilling site, feeling a shiver down his spine. He exhaled deeply. Clearly, friends of Rhys and Harlee were far from ordinary. The group slowed their pace to avoid the bones. Out of nowhere, a haunting wail echoed from a wooden hut not far off.

Goodwin tensed, nearly shrieking, but Patrick quickly covered his mouth, whispering, “Stay quiet. What if there’s danger ahead?” Goodwin suppressed his fear.

with Patrick and Robbie close behind. Noel lingered,

love

was assaulting a disheveled boy on the

to escape and report us? On this island, I rule. I am your master. Defy me, and I will beat you to death!” The boy, covered in blood and barely able to stand, replied with defiance, “Nonsense! Tonya is the

expression hardened as she pulled Rhys forward. Blood obscured the boy’s face, yet his captors displayed

She’s probably long gone…” the leader hissed. At these words, a dark shadow crossed Harlee’s face, a fleeting look of wrath flickering

safety.” Rhys sensed Harlee’s determination, clutched her

was barely holding on, but when he heard the leader curse Tonya, he gathered enough strength to push himself up. He charged at the leader, shouting, “Be quiet! She’s

was there to be afraid of in death? He was

the blow the boy anticipated didn’t strike. Instead, strong arms embraced him, easing him to the ground with

routing each attacker. Soon, a woman joined him. He gazed at her stern face

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