The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 2275

Summer Festival

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Upon closer inspection, Ludik and Emissary No. 1 were tightly connected—or rather, it would not be an exaggeration to say they had completely fused into one body.

He seemed to have lost all signs of life, looking merely like a part of Emissary No. 1's body, with only a portion of him exposed from its forehead.

After crawling completely out of the underground base of the Pilot School, Emissary No. 1 looked more like a human than when Medanzo had first seen it.

It was thin and gaunt, but its legs were disproportionately long, like those of a primate.

It simply had no facial features. Its entire head looked like a mask with nothing on it.

At this moment, Emissary No. 1's enormous body crouched directly on the slanted rooftop of the teaching building. Its hands hung naturally at its sides, while its head tilted back, facing the enormous crack in the sky.

"How could this happen? Ludik actually..."

Medanzo stared at the scene in disbelief. He had never imagined that Ludik would be swallowed by Emissary No. 1.

No... Not Ludik. It should be that thing inside Ludik!

"It should be... Samael finally completed Emissary No. 1 in its entirety."

Medanzo took a deep breath. Then a wave of powerlessness swept over him. Looking at the pale, evolved Emissary No. 1, he finally felt deeply that fate... seemed to be toying with him.

"Still, no matter how you look at it, Ludik was a descendant of the Saint Family. If that person found out, I'm afraid... No, it's only the Saint Family. They aren't truly direct descendants connected to that person. After all, Joan seemed to have still been a virgin when she died..."

"Senior!"

Just then, the voice that had become extremely familiar to Medanzo rang out. He

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