Fier slowly raised his hand, pretending to adjust his lapel, but in reality, he was observing the angle to take aim.
"Come on..."
He licked his dry lips, reached out his hand, the sharp tip of the crossbow in his sleeve targeted the woman's forehead, his finger already on the trigger.
"The tyranny of the evil dragons will end at this moment."
Once the trigger is pulled, the arrow carrying the brilliance of the sun would instantly shoot out, piercing through the woman's head and ending this ridiculous speech.
However, at this moment, the woman also slowly removed her hood, revealing her true face.
Instantly, the entire venue erupted into an uproar.
And Fier stood there stunned, mouth agape, his bloodshot eyes filled with confusion, shock, and disbelief.
How is it possible?
The woman on the stage with a pale face and golden hair gradually overlapped with the figure that haunted Fier's dreams.
