About thirty seconds passed.
Dan Heng and March 7th hurried over with their weapons in hand, their footsteps breaking the silence of the night.
March 7th held a bow, her pink hair fluttering slightly in the night wind; Dan Heng gripped his spear, his gaze alert.
The three of them stood on the shore, staring helplessly as it fiddled around for quite a while.
"Um... didn't Screwllum say Laigushi was already dead?" March 7th looked at Yan Huan in surprise and lowered her voice.
"Don't tell me he uploaded some kind of soul to Amphoreus and achieved immortality or something?"
"That shouldn't be possible." Dan Heng shook his head, his voice low as he fixed his gaze on the figure in the river.
"The Scepter has already been completely controlled. If Laigushi's data remained within it, the geniuses would certainly have discovered it."
"Since Mr. Screwllum concluded that Lycurgus was dead, then he truly was dead."
"So..." Yan Huan raised his blazing greatsword and pointed it at the mechanical being in the river, the flames illuminating half his face.
"Who the hell is this ugly bastard, then?"
"Hehe..." The figure on the river slowly turned its head to face the three of them, moonlight flowing across its metallic surface.
"Haven't you already guessed?"
"Hm?"
"..."
The next instant, its figure suddenly burst apart, transforming into a cloud of multicolored smoke that scattered outward like bizarre fireworks blooming in the night sky.
At the same time, a masked man draped an arm around Yan Huan's shoulders, moving as swiftly as a ghost.
The mask was a vivid red, especially glaring beneath the moonlight.
March 7th and Dan Heng immediately retreated, warily eyeing the man who looked remarkably like Kaito Kid.
"Hm? Wait..." March 7th suddenly realized something, her eyes widening.
"So