Lu Xueqi was likely a first-rate expert on the island as well. Since her opponent had been able to hold her off for so long, he was clearly a powerful figure too. Yet at this moment, no one noticed the dark clouds gathering densely overhead.
Hela lightly twitched a finger, as though she had triggered some sort of switch. Casey immediately let out an utterly horrifying howl. The first joint of his left index finger twisted in a bizarre manner. Hela frowned and twitched her finger again. Casey actually clamped his mouth shut tight, unable to make another sound.
Hela sighed. "Sigh, the longer one lives, the softer one's heart becomes. I simply can't bear to listen to little ones like you screaming and shouting."
Li shuddered as he looked at Hela. He had always regarded these four people as beings much like himself, forgetting that even before they had been sealed on this island, they had already lived for countless years. And they were the sort who had spent countless years standing high above others.
But the very next second, all ten of Hela's fingers began to tremble rapidly. "Originally, we had no grievances or grudges between us. So why did you insist on troubling our friend? Sigh, it would have been one thing if we simply differed in our understanding of art, but you just had to cross our bottom line."
Friend? Li could not help but feel warmth rise in his heart.
Casey, however, was not thinking that way at all. He only wished for a sharp pain in his heart, so he could be freed sooner...
At that moment, he felt as though his body no longer belonged to him. He had become like a puppet—whenever Hela moved a finger, he had no choice but to