"This is getting more and more interesting!"
Compared to Lady Abundant Green, who had been alive for a thousand years and not reached the modern version yet, the mask of the Ninth Finger began to flash red at a high frequency. His body shivered slightly, indicating his excitement.
He felt joy before the grand drama even began!
The disciple, a perfect match for their philosophy!
This guy is indeed suitable to become...
The Tenth Finger!
"..."
The Dusk High Priest's face froze completely. He was so stunned by this punch that his wrinkled old face trembled uncontrollably. His eyes were terrifyingly gloomy as he coldly said,
"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you've found the seal. Can you break it?"
The disciple responded to this with a smug grin. He didn't speak, but just shaped his mouth as if to say something, which sent a chill down the Dusk High Priest's spine.
How did this guy know the method?
