"Dead?"
This scene made the Human Camp catch their breath.
Was he that weak?
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Alien Race and Demon Faction were in frenzy, shouting for Ghost Seventeen to take away everything Gary Smith cherished.
"Clarissa!"
Elliot Pine's face was distorted with fury as he glared hatefully at Ghost Seventeen, but he noticed a confused expression on the latter's face.
"This is..."
At this moment, Ghost Seventeen realized that the crown of The Sun behind his head had not materialized, and the cloud of blood was strangely not falling to the ground but was writhing in mid-air, quickly converging back together.
It reshaped into the form of Serena Martin, with a Summoning Formation coalescing around her, and a beautiful, ethereal butterfly appeared by her side, like yellowing, burning pages of a book, dreamlike and ethereal as if its true body did not exist in the present world. Its compound eyes were filled with human-like wisdom and steadiness.
