Chapter 1848 Charlotte and Yim (4)

In the blink of an eye, the injuries on Im's body completely disappeared, and his body was full of vitality again.

Yim slowly stood up from his seat. His movements seemed a little strenuous, but when he stood up completely, the obvious injuries on his body disappeared as if by magic.

Yim took a deep breath, and then shouted to the outside of the door in his cold and majestic voice: "Come in!"

The sound seemed to penetrate the door and reach the ears of Saint Shamrock outside the door.

Saint Shamrock, who had just retreated, trembled violently when he heard the cold voice of Lord Im. Not daring to delay for a moment, he immediately reached out and pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

"grown ups!"

As soon as Saint Shamrock entered the room, he knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and spoke in an extremely respectful manner.

However, the moment Saint Shamrock lowered his head, a strong and pungent smell of blood rushed into his nostrils like a raging torrent.

The smell was so strong that Saint Shamrock's heart suddenly tightened.

He couldn't help but wonder why there was such a strong smell of blood here?

He hadn't noticed that there was a third person in the room before.

Moreover, with Lord Yimu's strength, what can hurt him?

Some bold guesses flashed through Shamrock Saint's mind, but he quickly suppressed them.

Because he really couldn't imagine what kind of existence could hurt the omnipotent Lord Im.

He would rather not think about it than face the facts that might shock him.

And all of this was seen by Yim.

In other words, every word that Saint Shamrock thought in his heart was as clear as if Im saw it with his own eyes.

Yim looked at the shocking bloodstains on the ground expressionlessly, his eyes so cold that it made people shudder.

He waved his hand casually, as if it was just a trivial matter, but with his movement, the originally bright red bloodstains disappeared without a trace in an instant as if they were erased by an eraser.

Not only that, Yim seemed to think it was not enough. He waved his sleeves again, and the strong smell of blood in the hall was quickly blown out of the hall as if swept by a strong wind, as if there had never been any trace of blood here.

After doing all this, Yimu's voice suddenly rang out, cold and filled with anger: "Go and call those five losers over to me!"

His tone was filled with suppressed anger that was about to erupt, like a volcano about to erupt, making people worry about the five people who were about to arrive.

This anger was not concealed at all; it emanated from Im's body like surging waves.

This overwhelming momentum was like a heavy mountain, pressing down on all sides. Wherever it passed, even the air seemed to freeze.

Saint Shamrock stood aside, feeling the momentum rushing towards him like a tidal wave. His body instantly became limp, as if he had lost all his strength.

Faced with this powerful aura, he couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance. He could only lie silently on the ground with his head down, not daring to make the slightest movement.

"call!"

Yim exhaled heavily, as if trying hard to restrain the anger in his heart that was like a prairie fire.

His voice was slightly deeper, but still full of majesty: "Go!"

"Yes!"

Saint Shamrock did not dare to delay for a moment. He immediately got up from the ground and responded hurriedly.

At the moment of turning to leave, he caught a glimpse of the scene in the hall. The place where there should have been a flourishing of flowers had now become dead silent. All the flowers and plants had withered and were lifeless, like a field of death.

This scene was like a bolt from the blue, striking Saint Shamrock's heart directly, causing him to tremble all over.

He did not dare to hesitate or stop for a moment, as if there was some terrible monster chasing him from behind, and immediately rushed towards Pangu City like an arrow.

At this time in Pangu City, the Five Elders were leisurely handling their daily affairs, completely unaware of the impending disaster.

Suddenly, there was a loud "click" and the office door seemed to be slammed open by a huge force. The sound was deafening and scared the Five Elders so much that they almost jumped up from their seats.

"Asshole! Who is so bold?"

Saint Satan roared, stood up from his seat in an instant, and looked up at the uninvited guest who suddenly broke in with an angry face.

However, when he saw the person clearly, he was stunned - it was Saint Shamrock!

Moreover, Saint Shamrock had an extremely serious expression on his face, which made people shudder.

"Lord Yimu has summoned me, please follow me!"

Shamrock Saint's voice was cold and urgent, leaving no room for negotiation.

When the Five Elders heard the words "Lord Yim", their faces turned pale instantly. They certainly knew what Lord Yim's summons meant.

Therefore, the five people did not dare to delay at all. They immediately put down their work and hurriedly followed Saint Shamrock towards the flowers.

However, along the way, the Five Elders were always worried. They really couldn't understand why Lord Yim summoned them so urgently.

Finally, Saint Maz could no longer suppress his inner doubts. He quickly walked to Saint Shamrock and asked in a low voice, "Saint Shamrock, what exactly happened? Why did Lord Yim suddenly summon us urgently?"

His family had always maintained friendly relations with the House of Fegaland, and this close connection naturally extended to Saint Shamrock.

After seeing Saint Maz, Saint Shamrock slowly glanced at the other four people who were also looking at him.

His eyes lingered on each person for a moment, as if observing their reactions.

Then he lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"Lord Yimu's mood is a little off."

Shamrock Saint finally spoke, his voice low and serious.

"You have to be careful in how you handle it."

This sentence was like a thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of the Five Elders and others.

Their expressions instantly became solemn, and their hearts were filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

"Are you feeling off?"

One of them muttered to himself.

"Doesn't that mean that Lord Yimu is in a bad mood?"

Another person immediately said, "But why did he call us here? Doesn't this mean that Lord Yimu is in a bad mood because something went wrong here, which made him so angry?"