THERE were hundreds, no, probably even more than a thousand of black lights coming from different directions and entering the Dark Saint's body. If that was all, Luo Yan wouldn't be surprised at all. But the problem was, those black lights had something like an outline of a face in them.
From where he was standing, those faces looked like that painting 'The Scream'. It's not only that, he could hear howling from those streams of black lights. The sound was like someone being tortured or something.
He had a feeling that those streams of black lights were actually souls. And where could those souls come from? Of course, it could only be from the dark mages on the island.
As those souls were being absorbed to the Dark Saint's body, his wounds started to heal. Not only that, the sickly appearance he had started to change as well. His thin build suddenly gained muscles and his pale pallor became rosy.
