"Who? Me?"
The magician was stumped for a moment, still reeling from an earlier shock. This new baffling thing occurred: an unknown human suddenly appeared, said he appreciated him, and asked for his name.
It was as suspicious as a street salesman peddling insurance in a city. But this wasn't a human city, but a fierce battlefield of New Humans.
The absurdity of it all left him speechless.
"Yes, exactly, I was talking about you."
The tall youth nodded and then asked again.
"What's your name?"
"I'm Bass." The magician hesitated for a moment, then revealed his name.
At this point, the surrounding scene was somewhat bizarre, or rather, extremely bizarre. Soro and the members of the White Skull Organization, who were fighting fiercely earlier, all stopped and turned their gazes this way.
Those monstrous gazes made the magician and Catwoman feel as if they had needles in their backs, causing goosebumps to rise
They wanted to run away but dared not move.
