His voice suddenly cut off, as if someone had choked him.
The Ashen Holy Body's face froze, realizing that Colin had appeared beside him at some point, hand gripping his throat.
Colin yanked hard, single-handedly throwing the man down with a "thud" onto the ground, then continued to squeeze his throat while pressing his knee into the man's chest.
The Ashen Holy Body, subdued by the American-style restraint, tried to resist, but found himself completely overwhelmed, only able to howl in frustration:
"What's going on, Brother Shunzi, have you gone mad?!"
"You're putting on quite the act. Let's see what you really are."
Having said that, Colin reached out and pinched the face of the "Innate Ashen Holy Body" in front of him, and sure enough, skin and flesh separated easily. His nails caught the man's chin, and with a forceful tear, the whole face was ripped off.
And what Colin saw behind, made him pause for a second—it looked like a wooden mannequin?
