Chapter 919 Crisis Approaches

But who exactly is she, besides being the former owner of Spirit Pavilion, what other identity does she have? Just as she was thinking, Freya felt a sharp pain in her back. She turned around abruptly and saw a figure in black holding a curved knife attacking her back. She immediately pierced his neck with a silver needle and kicked him to the ground. The knife went deep, the wound gushing blood, the whole nasal cavity filled with a strong smell of blood. Freya gritted her teeth against the pain, snatched the curved knife from the man in black, and plunged back into the fight. The peaceful morning was now filled with the sound of weapons clashing. The air was thick with the smell of blood. Freya's eyes were bloodshot, holding the blood-stained curved knife, she walked towards Belle. She raised the knife and pointed it at the other party, her voice cold as frost, "There's no need to disguise, take off your mask, I know who you are!" The other party did not expect to face death,