An immense force surged through Angel's arm. She stumbled as she was pulled toward the rippling surface of the silver mirror, about to be dragged out of the Special Mirror World and into Fourth Epoch Trier, where Alistar Tudor lay buried.
She had originally had no intention of resisting. Instead, she planned to go along with it and enter the mirror to see what was happening on the other side, and whether the Blood Emperor had truly used this silver mirror to breach the barrier between the North Continent and the Western Continent.
After all, she was merely a spirit body that had left her physical body in a state of mystic communion. She could end this state and return to her body at any time. Even if that failed, she could have her Mirror Person kill her in time and resurrect with almost no loss. She had little reason to worry.
But when Angel's gaze moved up from the black-armored arm and she saw the figure appearing in the mirror, she immediately abandoned that idea.
The tall man filling the mirror wore bloodstained black armor. His hair shimmered with a faint bloody glow, and his face was sharply chiseled. A trace of madness lurked within his resolute expression, while his blue eyes brimmed with cruelty and savagery.
It was the Blood Emperor, Alistar Tudor!
There's a residual soul of Tudor in this mirror too? Is he planning to seize my body and resurrect inside me, just like the one aboard the Blue Avenger? I'm a blessed of the City of Calamity, I also possess the War Bishop boon, and I'm an angel of an adjacent pathway myself. Am I the perfect vessel for his resurrection?
Thoughts flashed through Angel's mind. Without hesitation, she kicked the intricately engraved frame on