"Black Spirit, Black Spirit."
The Third Prince contacted Black Spirit roughly every two hours.
But there was no response, and attempts to locate Black Spirit's Communicator returned no results either.
Chen Luo had crushed it long ago.
Damn it, where was he?
The Third Prince felt irritated. Black Spirit was loyal and willing to risk his life, but he often acted without thinking and was terribly reckless.
Now he had vanished altogether. Had he entered an area without a signal, or had his Communicator been accidentally destroyed?
Black Spirit had last been seen with Albert, so the Third Prince contacted Albert.
Albert said, "He thought I was getting in his way. Having me around made it harder for him to launch a sneak attack, so he sent me away and went alone. I don't know where he is now either."
The Third Prince hung up helplessly, wondering where Black Spirit had gone.
He had probably entered some unusual area where he couldn't be reached.
As for Chen Luo killing him? The Third Prince immediately dismissed the thought.
That piece of trash had to put in some effort just to kill my Demigod Purple Vulture, and he wanted to kill Black Spirit?
A God Rank body was extremely powerful. Even the Third Prince himself, with his six laws, would need at least several hours to kill Black Spirit.
Chen Luo? Even if Black Spirit stood still and let him attack, it would take days, wouldn't it?
Was Black Spirit dead or something? Why would he stand still and let Chen Luo hit him?
The Third Prince shook his head. Once Black Spirit returned, he would have to give him a good scolding. His injuries had only just healed. Why hadn't he learned his lesson?
Inside the Ability Space, Chen Luo