"Sect Master, Sect Master..."
Simonyi gazed at Casio's silhouette, his eyes filled with confusion.
Because at that moment, the Demon Figure Gate Master no longer exuded a domineering and strong aura, but rather, he radiated a regal and exceptionally sacred presence. He looked just like a holy spirit sculpture enshrined in a church.
The mud dolls and statues, once devoid of life, had come alive and begun to move.
An inexplicable urge to worship welled up inside Simonyi. He took a deep breath, and the fists that were tightly clenched gradually relaxed. The nervousness within him dissipated without a trace.
Sometimes, the presence of certain people simply had such a calming and monumental effect. At that moment, in Simonyi's heart. Even if the Demon Figure Gate Master was multitasking, partly dragging the Black Rain Villa, surrounded by powerful enemies, and with top forces converging, he still felt invincible to the world!
