Maral asked urgently, "Gru, what happened?"
The Demon Mask Man Gru took a while to catch his breath, wiped the filthy blood flowing from his orifices, and said bitterly, "This damned guy is too strong. All the Dead Souls become a spiritual attack once they encounter his memory. I was careless and got hit by his spiritual attack, now I won't be able to cast curses for three days."
"Stronger than you?" Maral frowned tightly. "I only know that the number one sorcerer in the Southern Ocean is the woman behind The Matriarch, but I heard she died at sea."
"The attacker might not necessarily be from the Southern Ocean," Gru said weakly. "This method looks more like Xia Country's witchcraft."
"Xia Country's witchcraft?" Maral's expression grew even more grave. "Have they really sent someone over?"
