In the woods outside Bayam, the arm over ten meters long, covered in skulls, three-dimensional eyes, sharp teeth, and tongues, merely appeared—and the entire forest shuddered.
Around it, every green leaf withered, every insect stiffened to death, and every wild beast either collapsed in paralysis or frantically tore at itself, drenched in blood!
The sight made Klein's scalp tingle. He began to wonder how he had arrived at the conclusion that it was "not too dangerous" through divination.
Divination really isn't omnipotent! I can't rely on it too much!
Besides, an event Liu Bo is involved in might be safe for him, but not necessarily for me.
Only when Klein saw the parasol Sharron had handed him transform into a Shrouding the Heavens curtain, halting the arm's descent, did he truly breathe a sigh of relief.
At this moment, after placing him inside the wooden cabin, Miss Messenger also had her four blond-haired, red-eyed heads fly up one after another and settle onto the stumps of her neck.
As the severed stumps at her neck writhed and connected with the corresponding cross-sections of the heads, Miss Messenger's figure suddenly swelled, as though she had transformed into a Gothic castle. Patterns, vines, and ornaments emerged across her surface, intertwining into a mysterious, sinister sensation that could not be looked upon directly.
—This was her true form as an Ancient Bane. She had once transformed into this Gothic castle and housed people for three hundred years, leaving behind all kinds of sinister legends, such as the "man-eating castle," "haunted castle," and "church of hell."
At this moment, Messenger Reinette Tinekerr had assumed her strongest form and joined the clash between the Spirit Angel's parasol and one of Suah's arms.
As Miss Messenger left, Senor, the Admiral of Blood, and his subordinates surrounded