In the rear.
Du Wei turned his head to look.
Then, he saw a man with silver hair, clad in black and wearing a mask, approaching step by step.
The other did not seem human at all.
Because of that thick scent of death and decay, as if emerging from hell, there was no sign of life whatsoever.
Or rather.
The uninvited guest arriving before the two of them at this moment was a Demon Spirit.
Du Wei's expression was very ugly, "The thirteenth person who perished alongside Ryan Hamel?"
Brand followed by saying, "Yes, him, but his current state is quite strange, as if dead yet seemingly alive."
Just then.
The approaching unknown entity suddenly spoke.
"Brand, Director Du Wei, you seem to have misunderstood something."
"My name is Ryan Hamel."
"I thought I would have to wait a long time, but I didn't expect this day to come faster than I imagined. It's just a pity that the backup plan I laid out back then somehow got lost somewhere."
