Dark clouds veiled the moonlight, and a sudden cold wind blew from the head of the street. The air stirred, deepening the darkness of the night.
It was a moonless, windy, late night.
A wooden window, two people, four eyes, staring at each other.
Staring.
Staring.
Staring for a long time.
As Richard gazed at the eyes of the Black Robed Man outside the window, his muscles tensed, his bones trembled lightly, and power accumulated within his body, ready to respond to any situation at any moment.
With a slight downward motion of his hands, unseen through the window, his left hand had already grasped the Crystal Skull, while his right hand clutched a White Jade Plate. Energy Elements surged from the Magic Origin, circulating within his body, preparing to unleash the most potent attack in the shortest time, with the fastest speed, to combat the enemy outside the window.
