chapter 138 The group was beaten

"Help!" The tranquility of the mountain behind the Inner School was broken by the continuous howling of ghosts and wolves.

Jerome Soto was like a ball of meat, rolling and crawling, running and yelling, looking very miserable.

As for Frank Yale and the others, they had already run away.

Why are you running?

It's because Jerome Soto has attracted too many people. Looking around, there are at least a hundred of them. A silver tower is hanging on the head of...