The most tear-jerking thing in the world is always a beam of light that pierces through the gloom of desperation.
Especially when that light comes from someone you thought was dead.
The moment that sudden voice sounded, Eleanor's heart seemed to stop, and she involuntarily opened her eyes.
What met her eyes was a sight so absurd it was almost laughable.
Countless black threads, like piercing through the void, shot from all directions, instantly penetrating the bodies of Fourth Prince Joshua's four Third Rank Transcendent subordinates.
They didn't even have a chance to resist before their bodies were pierced by this cunning and invisible extraordinary power.
Painful muffled groans escaped their lips, followed by the heavy thud of their bodies hitting the ground, blood spilling everywhere.
"Ah!!!"
