Underneath the sinister atmosphere, Abner Lane felt a violent surge of emotion in his chest, growing larger and urging him to destroy everything in his path.
He activated his lifeforce to counter it, and quickly, his eyes cleared up: "What a wicked technique!"
Boom!
The gray shadow collided with the layers of firewalls in front of Santa, penetrating several firewalls, but was stopped in front of the sixth firewall. Layers of Spirit Fire emerged on the firewall, intending to devour the gray shadow—however, Santa suddenly roared angrily and forcefully withdrew all the Spirit Fire.
"You dirty old ghost!"
"Hahaha!" The demonic laughter came from the ground once again: "Aren't you looking for the North Extreme? I'm giving it to you."