The Greedy Worms were tools the Death Master used to struggle for survival.
No matter how the situation changed or what they thought of themselves, this was beyond doubt.
But how exactly did these tools serve their purpose?
This question had been there from the very beginning. Now, in this special place, it seemed they could try to find an answer.
Compared to the others, Laurie and the rest had undoubtedly stood out in the Realm of the Dead.
And Gospel Blast had only one purpose: to make that distinction even more apparent.
Three birds with almost identical outlines, all so gloomy and grotesque, combined with the impression that they were connected to the Bone Spirit Realm... Whatever the case, their appearance had to mean something.
Were they phantoms of the Death Master? Or the standard uniform of a Death Master Tool Person?
Even as he looked up at them, he could see the three birds rapidly coordinating their movements, circling and chasing one another in a strange rhythm.
Surely they weren't about to transform and combine into one or something?
The sense of déjà vu was so strong that Fu Qian couldn't help making a snide remark.
In any case, this showed that Laurie and the others weren't "waking up" and embracing death like the old man had.
Quite the opposite: their individual wills had been completely purged from this place, leaving only pure imprints of power.
"Is this... a ritual to summon the Death Master?"
Selena, who hadn't gotten an answer, had clearly been shaken by the scene as well. She spoke up at just the right moment with a guess.
"Let's hope so."
Fu Qian finally replied, his gaze unwavering as he expressed his heartfelt hope.
"You don't seem the least bit worried about your situation.