The time left for them to gather was running short, and furthermore, many people did not want to be treated as prey in the time to come, used as stepping stones for others to advance.
Many Wizards took a deep look at the figure in the pacifying battle group that had brought them great shock and impact, carrying residual astonishments and a strong sense of wariness as they swiftly departed.
Claire was still staring at the conspicuous pillar of light when she turned around, only to meet a pair of eyes as deep and serene as an autumn lake.
"You...you..."
Claire was startled, subconsciously stepping back, unsure of what to say.
At this moment, Ronan, after absorbing all the Mysterious Light Group collected by the Skull Mourning Bell Maphalin, was cloaked in a dense smoky haze that almost completely enveloped him.
