Su Ming was momentarily stunned. That voice was faint, but it had managed to enter his mind. The voice claiming himself to be the Duke of Crimson Flame shocked Su Ming.
"Fellow ally from the sacred Abyss Builders, don't panic. You are the only one who can hear my voice. We can talk about the fifth Abyss Pact later. Now, I will help you through this difficulty… The power of the seal still remains, and I don't have an ounce of power in my body, neither can I move. Come… to me. Come to my side. Only then will I be able to ensure your safety."
The faint voice continued to echo in Su Ming's ears. A barely noticeable glint appeared in his eyes. He did not turn his head back to look at the skeleton in the purplish black magma.
