Richard's eyes narrowed.
He carefully sensed it. He immediately discovered that the soul awakened within the stone statue.
Large cracks appeared on the stone statue within a few breaths, and gravel fell.
An illusory soul floated out and hovered in the sky when the stone statue shattered.
It had revived the ancestor of the Tower race.
The soul regained consciousness and was even mightier than Popov. It gazed around with a solemn expression.
Its gaze eventually stopped on Popov and the Tower race children behind the patriarch.
"Had our race already reached the moment of life and death??"
The ethereal Tower language resounded in the sky.
The atmosphere immediately quieted down.
The heroic spirit of the Tower race looked sparingly sad. The purpose of their existence was to revive the Tower race at the last moment and contribute their last bit of strength to the continuation of the race's legacy.
