"It seems to have... resisted the invasion again..."
Beep——
This incarnation of light and shadow twisted to the extreme and burst like a bubble, vanishing completely.
The Envoy of the White Tower tried calling out several times,
"Lord Tower Master..."
"Lord Tower Master..."
but received no response.
He sat down to ponder.
"The Lord Tower Master was probably repelled back, or perhaps I should pretend to be repelled as well? This way, I can pass the Blue Star's task onto someone else. After all, carrying out work on Blue Star is really too difficult."
Having thought this far, the Envoy of the White Tower suddenly threw his head back and collapsed. He curled up, convulsing, his complexion turned exceedingly pale, and he gasped for breath.
The next moment, a gray fog emerged, and his form gradually faded, disappearing into the Mist.
...
In the City of Sword Flower.
