Kailuosa tightened his grip on his spear and said not another word.
Deep purple Thunder Light erupted along the shaft. The power of thunder surged from his body like an awakening dragon, and his Prefecture Lord Level pressure once again enveloped the entire seabed.
The surrounding gemstone veins refracted dazzling purple light under the lightning's glow, and even the seawater turned faintly blue from ionization.
He pushed off with his feet, turning into a streak of deep purple Thunder Light as he shot up from the crater.
Thunder Light tore through the seawater and the pressure of the Death Law Edmund had cast down, then came to a steady halt before Edmund and Sikaly.
His spearpoint angled outward, deep purple lightning arcs dancing along the shaft. The blade wound on his chest had yet to heal completely, but fighting spirit had already rekindled in his deep purple eyes.
"Finally stopped hiding like a turtle?" Edmund folded his arms across his chest, Death Law divine power churning around him and a mocking smile on his lips.
He had waited far too many years for this day. The more wretched Kailuosa looked, the more excited he became. "I thought the mighty Prefect of Ghost Soul Prefecture planned to spend the rest of his life cowering in that hole down there."
"Edmund, you've said more today than you have in the past tens of thousands of years combined." Kailuosa's voice had regained its usual composure.
Even at a disadvantage, Kailuosa still maintained his dignity.
"Have you bottled it up for so long that, now you finally think you're qualified to speak, you can't wait to make up for hundreds of thousands of years of silence all at once?"
Edmund's expression darkened.
What he hated most was Kailuosa's perpetually unruffled demeanor. *Why? Sikaly and