[Titan Town - Unknown House]
"Hmm? Who's the small fry hiding in the shadows, spying on us!? Die!"
In a daze, the Dark Sun Bishop heard a disgruntled voice.
The tone reminded him of his days before becoming a professional, when he would look at the flies hovering over the sewer in the slums during the summer and make similar disgruntled remarks.
He wondered if the flies he crushed back then felt the same way.
But at this moment, he only felt his brain trembling!
No, it was his brain matter boiling!
In an instant, it felt as if nothing mattered anymore!
The Shire Scripture Draft on the table seemed unable to withstand the backlash, which crossed over the spirit body and fed back into the draft, rapidly corroding it.
The Shire Scripture Draft was like a helpless girl. The grinning skull and Dark Sun insignia on the cover shattered and fell off, the draft itself invaded by a strange power.
