When the figure emerged fully from the room, the onlookers drew another sharp breath, including those who had just built the room.
It was simply because this person looked rather strange, but the Fallen Star Knight and the old man beside him breathed sighs of relief and smiled.
Rather than strange, peculiar would have been a better word. His build was much like an ordinary person's, and he was even a head shorter than the burly Fallen Star Knight.
But half his face was normal skin, while the other half had no flesh, replaced by whole and fragmented diamond shapes formed from straight purple lines, constantly changing, shattering one moment and reassembling the next.
The boundary between the two sides was as distinct as two rivers running clear and muddy, and utterly eerie.
Even where his eye should have been, there was only a constantly rotating purple hexagonal shape.
On closer inspection, his entire left hand, which held the Horn Bone, was the same.
Aside from these physical peculiarities, he was like any man one might see anywhere, dressed in a black outfit that looked strange on this continent.
An Chen's first reaction upon seeing him was not surprise at the lines and diamond shapes on his body, but at the suit he wore.
Yes, a suit.
An Chen's heart tightened. He knew that suits simply did not exist on the Douluo Continent. How could something found only on Earth appear here?
But before he could think further, the man tugged at his collar. The white Horn Bone in his left hand instantly transformed into purple lines of the same shape. With a gentle squeeze, it slipped into his arm of diamond shapes.
At the same time, he looked at the Fallen Star Knight and his companion before him, curled