Chapter 661: I can't stay here for long II

Chapter 661: I can't stay here for long II



Jian was startled when he saw blood seeping from every pore of the man who bore a striking resemblance to him.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, before he could react, the man swiftly extended his hand and grabbed his shoulder with lightning speed.

"What??"

Jian let out a gasp at the tight grip and wanted to resist, but a force prevented him from moving. The man floating before him clicked his tongue.

"Just stay put! I am taking away something you don't need anymore."

He positioned his hand amidst Jian's collarbones, igniting a fiery sensation that swept through Jian's body. Subsequently, a nail-sized red orb enveloped in ominous energy emerged from his skin with a menacing sound.

"That's it... This darn artifact Zron gave me really made my whole life difficult. Now that it's gone, your luck stat should improve!"

Jian staggered back in mid-air as the man released him, hastily attempting to heal the small hole between his collarbones from which the man had extracted the orb.

He shot a fierce glare at the man, only to realize the latter's state was more critical, with blood drenching his entire body. But even though the man looked like he was on the brink of death, he had a satisfied smirk on his face as he quickly squashed the squirming orb in his hand.

Jian's sharp eyes locked onto the man before him as his mind raced to process everything unfolding before him.

He had a flurry of answers swirling in his mind from the short interaction he had with the man, but only the person in front of him could truly confirm them!

Hence, he didn't dilly-dally or waste time. Ultimately, the top priority at that moment was to rescue Kyle!

"What are... you? Me!?"

Hearing Jian's words, the man before him let out a chuckle with a hint of amusement in his crimson eyes.

"You are not a fool. So, guess on your own. Now leave this tomb, or else you and I both will cease to exist."

Kyle began taking deep breaths to steady his breathing and mend his wounds with the help of his bloodline, which was rushing through his body, prepared to do whatever it takes to save him if his life was in danger.

'I believe the others will make it out from this tomb unscathed now that the array has been fully activated... all that's left is for me to skedaddle before this place blows up.'

He gazed up at the sky, a glittering golden web stretched above, and in the center of it all was a massive portal.

Kyle wielded his bloodline without a care. Azazeal already knew about his bloodline, so why bother hiding it? It was wiser for him to quickly heal himself and flee this place while Azazeal had momentarily halted for some unknown reason.

'I wonder why he didn't tear me apart. Haha, he really does have a lot of self-control.'

Azazeal gazed at the battered form of the bloodied silver-haired man sprawled on the ground beneath him and tilted his head.

"Do you really think I can't finish you off?"

Kyle smirked and spat out the blood that had collected in his mouth.

"Then do it. Kill me."

His eyes darkened.

"What are you waiting for, huh?"

Azazeal gazed at him. The familiar emptiness had crept back into his eyes.

Kyle's smirk broadened.

"There's a reason you can't kill me, right? Otherwise, knowing that one day I could become an obstacle in your way, you would have finished me off in the No Mana Land."

He wore a thoughtful expression.

"Is it because we both possess something similar in our bodies?"