After showing off, Liu Zhi looked back at the red boulder where Lef had been sitting. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. It seemed he'd forgotten something.
He walked a few more steps, then abruptly stopped. Nervously, he raised his sword. The Corpse Soul Naga, influenced by Liu Zhi, also went on guard.
"Something's not right. Why didn't I get a prompt that the ritual was complete? Could Lef still be alive? Keep an eye out. If there are any enemies, attack immediately."
As Liu Zhi spoke, the red boulder began melting like wax. Red specks of light flew out from within and shot toward him.
The Corpse Soul Naga, already prepared, moved in front of Liu Zhi.
But even at her full speed, she couldn't stop them. The red specks traveled as fast as light; they reached him in an instant. The Corpse Soul Naga blocked only about a third of them. The rest struck Liu Zhi.
Seeing this, the Corpse Soul Naga turned toward Liu Zhi.
But Liu Zhi raised a hand. "Stop. I'm fine. Damn it, I didn't think I'd still get fooled."
After saying that, Liu Zhi pressed a hand to his head. He claimed he was fine, but it felt as if his skull were about to explode.
At that moment, chaotic memories were pouring into Liu Zhi's mind. It felt as though he'd transmigrated all over again.
Fortunately, there weren't too many memories this time, and he soon pieced together what had happened.
It turned out that Mr. Lef Ericson probably hadn't been named that at all. Like Sandru, he was an Interplanar Game player. The memories contained no information about his real name or where he came from.
The only thing Liu Zhi learned was that Lef had been more powerful than