Chapter 292: The Onlookers
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"Caw—!"
A shrill crow's cry pierced the sky.
Thump—! Thump—! Thump—!
Sounds like the air exploding from beating wings abruptly echoed.
A colossal crow with a three-thousand-meter wingspan soared through the heavens. Its enormous body blotted out the sun's brilliance, plunging the rolling mountain ranges below into cold shadow.
"Oh? Rarely do you manifest your true form, Gransurg!" A steady voice suddenly rang out, an invisible ripple spreading, the sound carried through the atmosphere.
The soaring colossal crow lowered its head, its crimson vampire eyes staring intently at the ground below, at several dozen figures among the highest peaks of a mountain range.
Its crimson pupils contracted slightly, the crow's eyes reflecting the image of the figure at the very center of the crowd.
It was the figure of a white man seated in a lavish, gold-inlaid wooden chair. A full head of pale silver hair, his face etched with the wrinkles of age, clad in a pure white Templar Knight's uniform, wearing a white cloak—a man who, at all times, perfectly embodied the temperament of a European lord.