Chapter 182
Chapter 182
As the masked man’s body and head attempted to reattach themselves with magic as glue, Yan dashed forward. He couldn’t tell what was about to unfold, but one thing was clear: ‘If left alone, something ominous will happen.’ Unveiling the identity of the masked man was imperative.
The man was likely still conspiring within the revolutionary forces. This meant a high probability that the Seven Sins were lurking behind the revolutionaries. For Yan, who had to strategize against the leader even outside, unpredictability was unacceptable.
So, he decided, ‘I’ll start by confirming his face.’
Standing before the corpse oozing magic, Yan wrapped his sword Ascalon in a blade aura and swung it. But...
Crash!
“...!” Yan’s expression hardened. His blade aura shattered, blocked by a magical barrier, and disintegrated into pieces. At that moment, a voice emanated from the corpse, “That was close. You could have died.”
Yan’s eyes widened in shock, his gaze fixed on the corpse. Moments ago, it had been decapitated, but now it was rising, cracking its neck side to side.
Yan’s wariness intensified at the sight of the masked man. ‘I was sure he had stopped breathing. No... It’s strange that he survived a beheading.’
Yet, somehow, the masked man was leisurely stretching as if the fact that he had been killed was a mere lie.
Yan glanced at his younger self, shivering with fear, huddled in a corner. Fortunately, the child seemed unharmed by the skirmish.
The masked man declared, “Now that you’ve seen the magic, I must take your life.”