The terrifying spiritual waves persisted for a whole quarter of an hour before gradually pacifying.
“No, no… This can’t be! How could such feelings exist between humans? Humans are supposed to be vulgar and shameless, disregarding anything in front of benefit. Why would you have such feelings, just why?”
Elux howled in hysteria. Right now he seemed like a wounded wolf, completely turning mad.
No soul attack came. Long Haochen was drawing close to Cai’er, who noticed that right now Long Haochen was full of incomprehension. He had just consented to inherit Elux, so why would this Holy Necromancer make such a fuss?
Elux kept yelling all along so far, but Long Haochen could feel that the aura of death in the seventh floor of the Tower of Eternity was disappearing at an astonishing speed. This place, originally full of dense light essence, gradually regained its sacred feel.
