Collins pointed to several other Necromancers wrapped up just like Heine.
"You are summoned in the form of Soul Bodies from other regions, unable to pass through this Netherworld entrance to the real world, just right for us as we are constructing a new stronghold here and must fortify this Rift. We will need your assistance—Hilda, I leave him to you."
A slim Necromancer walked over, clearly female, her exposed eyes flashing a hint of impatience.
But it wasn't directed at Heine, it was towards Collins.
Wait, Hilda?
Heine suddenly remembered the name, Huihui's cross-through time, the Institute of Truth had long ambushed two figures, precisely Collins and Hilda.
In other words, the two of them were originally colleagues, but now Collins had been promoted...
No wonder there was dissatisfaction.
At that moment, Collins leaned over and whispered to him, "Hilda is an elegant lady in Velitas, still single. Remember to ingratiate yourself with her; this might be your next stop."
