Chikuto was clearly dead; how could his phantom, now manifested as a ghost, be this powerful? Zhao Wujiang fled toward the depths of the island, following the direction in which Jing'er had departed, as indicated by the members of the Demon Suppression Division’s Water Department earlier.
He had to confirm that Jing'er was safe.
A2, forced back into human form from his tardigrade state, stared with eyes of aged horror hidden behind golden hair. He struggled, but it was in vain. His most intuitive realization was that Chikuto’s giant hand felt like an emperor, while he was nothing but a groveling subject.
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