Without further ado, Alexander clenched his fist tightly. A ghost bead swiftly appeared, spinning in the center of his palm.
If the approaching figure was indeed of the pseudo-emperor rank and hostile, they would undoubtedly have an overwhelming advantage due to their sheer power.
At the very least, even if they couldn't kill Alexander, they could easily eliminate the top brass of the Fierce Ghost Association.
Soon, the rapidly approaching figure became clear.
It was a woman, standing at least 1.9 meters tall.
She wore a muted gold armor, had a beautiful face with her long hair coiled up behind her, and a golden long knife hung around her waist. The scabbard of the knife was adorned with dragon patterns, giving off the impression of echoing dragon roars when looked upon.
