Seeing Robert, dressed in ice armor and dragging a frost scythe, rushed to the stained-glass window opposite him, Rhea and Lugano, Camus immediately pulled out a special large-caliber revolver and aimed ahead.

At this time, he felt that his feet were cold, and his body was in a frozen state, so that his joints were sluggish and his wrists were shaking.

Out of the corner of his eye, Camus saw that although Robert hadn't really gotten closer, the hoarfrost on the ground and the ice edges on the walls had already grown

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