"Life is rapidly draining away... I need to hurry up..."
Ronan quietly looked up, his pure white eyes locking onto Clements not far away.
Under his superior visual perception, he clearly captured the momentary tremble in Clements's body beneath the Magic Robe as their gazes met.
Ronan silently smiled.
It was simply amusing to see the previously composed and haughty Clements show such a reaction.
But to Clements and the others watching, his smile, with the corners of his lips stretched to his ears revealing two rows of densely packed, pale, Sharp teeth, was unspeakably eerie and terrifying.
Was it a signal of the Ancient Giant Demon embarking on its Hunting?
Many hearts trembled violently.
"Swish—"
The sound of something being torn apart at high speed suddenly rang out.
Everyone's eyes widened as they looked skyward, only to see that terrifying and ferocious figure in their field of vision gradually fade, quietly shattering like a reflection on water.
