Semua Bab The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Bab 1801 - Bab 1810

After that whole scene, the poisonous bugs that had been eyeing Landon hungrily just moments ago were now running faster than anyone else. Some almost crashed into trees. They left the Dreamdemon to deal with Landon by himself. The Dreamdemon carefully studied Landon's expression. Seeing how ice-cold he looked, he tried to stir up some trouble. "Those people at the virtuous factions are pretty funny too. They only send these apprentices to hunt demons and evil spirits, but don't even tell them there's a great manifestation here. You know that place—even I don't dare go there. "If regular arcane seekers go there, they're probably screwed." After hearing what he said, Landon glanced over slightly. He looked down at the Dreamdemon with a calm, slow gaze that was impossible to read. For some reason, the Dreamdemon started breaking out in a cold sweat. Even though Landon's expression hadn't changed at all, he didn't dare open his mouth again. Landon's eyes were as dark as ink. E

Meanwhile, outside the manifestation, the suicide case at Galesmere College was still not over. This meant the Sacrificial Offering Manifestation was still going. Tobias did not want to accept defeat. Even though he knew he couldn't break this manifestation, he still wanted to find a way. Maybe he didn't necessarily have to break it. What if he could find the conjurer who set up the manifestation? Tobias looked like he'd made some kind of decision. He suddenly sat down cross-legged on the ground, with a circle of arcane symbols drawn in cinnabar glowing faintly around him in the darkness. That didn't look like normal arcane techniques. Seeing this, Homer rushed over to stop him. "What are you doing? Are you crazy? You're trying to force open the Divine Sight, aren't you?" "There's not much time left. Breaking the manifestation won't work in time. Right now, Aria's in there, stopping the Sacrificial Offering Manifestation from continuing, but the longer she stays inside, the m

At this point, nobody would dare say they were hungry. The four practitioners looked at each other. They couldn't show their fear, so they had to pretend to be polite to each other. "Yeah, Shandon was just saying his stomach was growling." They had actually learned stuff up on the mountain. Sometimes, when running into this kind of evil spirit, it was best to go along with them first. But obviously, the practitioners' acting wasn't very good. Hela narrowed her eyes, studying their expressions. "Really?" "Really!" Shandon said as he nodded hard. Hela laughed again, her voice sounding nice. "Then have some appetizers first. My husband isn't back yet. When he gets home, I'll have him make some bone broth for you all." Terrified, they wondered whose bones would be in that broth. The practitioners gripped the table as they looked at Aria, then at the window. Finally, their eyes settled on Hela, who was tilting her head, looking at them. She put down the plate, not caring at al

Aria was also thinking about keeping Landon's identity hidden, so she smiled gently. "I'll handle the deity's idol. He's just a mortal, so he can't make decisions about this stuff." Hearing this, Hela looked at Aria and then at Landon. Her expression was hard to describe. Finally, Landon spoke up with an indifferent look. "I'll listen to what she says." Hela felt speechless. It seemed like she'd have to get used to Landon's current style, especially the way he talked to Aria all the time. Who could imagine what he was like in the Netherrealm? He never usually got involved in anything or even cared about anyone. Everyone was like nothing to him. Even his four mounts were each more difficult to deal with than the last, especially Chaos, who'd followed him out of the Netherrealm. That one could devour all the evil spirits in the world with just a lift of his head. But here, he actually said he'd listen to Aria. Hela worked hard to control her expression. The other four thought

But right then, Aria whispered in Landon's ear. "We need to disrupt this ritual." Landon didn't answer her. For the first time, his eyes held nothing but coldness, like none of this had anything to do with him in the first place. Aria took a step forward, thinking he would follow her. But when she couldn't sense his energy and looked back, she only saw Landon standing in the shadows where no one could read his emotions. Even his face was half-hidden, but his energy seemed to have changed. Black mist radiated from his whole body, his form barely visible, but his exposed wrists glowed pale white. If one had to describe him, he looked just like the King of Netherrealm who'd walked out of the Netherrealm. He looked harmless and noble, but could be more brutal than anyone. Right now, even holding his folded umbrella, he didn't have a trace of warmth. Aria didn't know what was wrong with him, but she could feel that he was angry based on what she knew about him before. She just cou