In the vast ruins, an inexplicably oppressive atmosphere hung over the area, leaving everyone unable to shake it off.
All eyes turned in unison, locking onto Escanor with an inexplicable sense of urgency.
Just as Granny Kokoro had said, instead of doubting him here, whether he was a dragon or a phoenix would become clear once Escanor gave it a try.
Huff!
Qin Yu slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.
Once a character template reached seventy percent, he could borrow the abilities of other templates.
Though they could not be used with complete compatibility.
Using Resurrection to awaken Tom's soul, however, would not be difficult.
As long as he still harbored an obsession, that was enough.
With that thought, the magic power within Qin Yu began to surge.
An inexplicable chill swept outward like a raging tide.
Crimson patterns, crisscrossing one another, emerged beneath his feet.
They rapidly rearranged and took shape in an exceedingly mysterious formation.
The moment the final flowing crimson pattern completely converged beneath Qin Yu's feet.
A dazzling crimson light shot into the sky like a tidal wave.
The blood-red radiance instantly seized everyone's vision, and the bizarre sight further tightened their nerves.
Yet before they could make any move, the sea of crimson before them receded entirely like a tide.
The instant their vision returned, the illusory figure that first came into view made everyone's pupils abruptly contract.
"Am I... seeing things?" Franky could not help speaking first. "Iceburg, hurry up and slap me twice. I want to know whether I'm dreaming!"
"Slap you?" Iceburg stared blankly as well. Looking at that all-too-familiar figure, he slowly exhaled and said, "Your iron face is too tough for me to slap."
"But this is too real. I think I can see Mr. Tom!"
An illusory figure