Bai Qingqing's mouth hung open, and not a sound escaped from it.
Following that, something even stranger happened.
Smoke rose from the other six crystals at the same time and converted them into ashes.
Startled, Parker instantly shook his hands. "I didn't do anything."
"It's all gone…" Bai Qingqing muttered dazedly.
Gazing at the empty shell, Curtis and Parker felt the onset of sadness for some reason. A thought appeared in their heads out of nowhere—it had died.
It had truly died.
If after beastmen died, their souls transformed into transparent crystals, then, at this very moment, this soul had died in the true sense.
Astounded, Bai Qingqing gazed at Parker, then at Curtis. She didn't understand their sadness over this.
"What's the matter?" Bai Qingqing found it strange and asked.
"It died," said Parker.
