Chapter 1200

Natalie noticed how protective Mikhail was over her from the corner of her eyes. At that instant, indescribable emotions churned within her.

Despite being a little late, she had finally acquired the thing she yearned for the most after such a long wait.

The fact that Natalie was still alive invigorated Mikhail like an adrenaline shot. He pulled himself together and significantly turned the tides in the blink of an eye.

As time passed, Jerome and Samuel's subordinates arrived and subdued the riot in the main hall.

King and Blaze's men never expected their meticulously-planned insurrection would be ruined by an external force that joined in at a later time. Those newcomers' combat skills weren't inferior to their highly-trained personnel, turning the battle into a one-sided subjugation.

Blaze's subordinates were defeated one after the other.

Even King's trusted most trusted lieutenant, Allen, suffered a gunshot in his chest. The latter was enduring the pain and putting up a desperate resistance.

Helma panicked. She covered her head with both hands and repeatedly questioned King, “What should we do? A-Are we going to lose?”

He glared at her. “Shut up!”

of getting hurt and dying. Sensing King could no longer safeguard her, the idea of fleeing surfaced

before she could run very far while dressed in an

in her torso. The wound was tiny, but the bullet had entirely pierced through her

“Ah!”

slumped to the

wound was very close to where she had

Helma wanted to beg for someone to save her, but similar to how Heidi's pleas for help were

mouth

to her sister from

away from expiring, Helma was already drained of strength. She gazed in Bastien's direction with her

eyes even until she had

less. He only knew he had achieved that point in his life after enduring so

I will become

surroundings and suddenly fixated his eyes on a figure dressed in a

by seizing her

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