"Ye Luo, we'll meet on the other side of the wormhole..." Klaist's face brimmed with confidence. Unfortunately, when he turned back, he found no pain or urgency on Ye Luo's face.
Ye Luo looked at him calmly. "Klaist, Damage Transfer—quite an impressive skill. But have you ever heard of a cicada shedding its shell?"
"A cicada shedding its shell?" A trace of surprise appeared on Klaist's face. He looked at Cassandra, whom he held hostage beside him, only to find her gazing back at him with the same composed expression. At once, Klaist sensed that something was wrong.
"A cicada shedding its shell means..." Cassandra blinked playfully. Suddenly, her entire body turned into a phantom and swiftly flew toward Ye Luo from beneath Klaist's hand. The instant the energy within her surged, Klaist immediately clenched his fist. Yet his palm passed straight through Cassandra's throat. At that moment, Cassandra was like an intangible ghost—no energy could touch her.
"What a cicada shedding its shell... What a Great Prophecy. Fine, then. It gives me a chance to defeat you fairly and squarely. Ye Luo, half a month from now, in this same place, we will settle this once more!" After throwing down those words, Klaist did not hesitate any longer and turned to plunge into the wormhole...
"My Emperor..." Cassandra returned to Ye Luo's side. Ye Luo nodded. "It's good that you're alright..."
Ye Chao ordered the battlefield cleaned up. Once Ye Luo and the others returned to the command room, he could not help asking, "My Emperor, when Klaist was constantly evading us instead of facing you head-on, why did you signal me not to use the Void Infestors? I'm confident that just a thousand Void Infestors would have been enough to freeze him in midair for two seconds..."
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