Stronger than me?
You've got some nerve saying that!
Friss gazed at the cellar, his eyes narrowing as cold air surged uncontrollably from his body.
For someone as composed as Friss, few things could stir his emotions.
Unless...
Qin Ran was involved!
And that was exactly the case now.
After becoming Qin Ran's follower, he had always considered himself Qin Ran's strongest follower.
After all, he thought nothing of the likes of Odok, the Blood Man.
But the upper evil spirit was different.
He could clearly sense how powerful the upper evil spirit was.
And there was something distinctly eerie about that power.
That eerie quality was what made Friss most wary of him.
Without a doubt, he was Friss's greatest rival for the position of their lord's strongest follower.
"Perhaps I'm a little behind right now."
"But I'll catch up."
Friss made no attempt to conceal his thoughts, speaking straight into the cellar.
Of course, he would never impulsively jump down there to argue with the upper evil spirit.
He didn't want his recklessness to ruin his lord's plans.
Turning around, Friss picked up the umbrella propped by the door and hurried away into the rain.
As night fell, the heavy rain eased slightly, but that did nothing to stop the residents of Aikend City from heading home early.
Of course.
Some people were destined to stay busy.
Pudek studied the bodies before him with a grave expression.
Apart from the two charred corpses in the wreckage of the car, every remaining body showed signs of something bizarre.
One looked as though it had been sprayed with liquid nitrogen, turning it into an ice sculpture.
Another looked as though it had been struck several times by a steam hammer, reduced to a heap of pulp with an unrecognizable