Lin Xiao flung his hand downwards:
"#@)..."
A massive flame hand flew out, seizing the black mask within its palm—squeezing it—amidst a chorus of crackles; the sound of exploding beetles, all the black beetles were incinerated.
At the same time he waved his hand, countless souls flew out, transforming into wispy shadows that scattered like fireworks in all directions.
"Hmm?"
Julian suddenly halted, as the mirror revealed countless shadows dispersing and losing trace.
He quickly approached the area where the dead beetles were, but he saw nothing and couldn't detect any scent.
"You can't escape!"
He let out a cold huff, took out another bead, and tossed it into the mirror. Soon, an image of a woman wearing a mask appeared; she turned her head to look at Julian and asked:
"What do you need?"
Julian replied respectfully:
"I want to pay 1 Contribution Point to request a task be posted."
"Is it about that human Descender?"
"Yes."
