"Church of Yala?"
The old Bloodkin displayed a sneering smile, but his face had no flesh, only skin, making him appear exceptionally eerie.
"Do you think they don't know?"
"My name is Magnus Kahn, young man, remember this name well!"
The Bloodkin looked at Ronan with a peculiar gaze, subtly revealing a hint of greedy desire.
"I will grant you eternity!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ronan responded with bullets.
This time he switched to the faster-firing "Ranger," firing six alchemy bullets in an instant.
But all the bullets missed!
Just as Ronan made his move, Magnus Kahn suddenly raised his right arm, using his black robe to cover his face, instantly transforming into a black mist.
Swiftly drifting, elusive!
Ronan's gaze hardened.
This Bloodkin is the strongest adversary Ronan has encountered so far; he doesn't know what kind of abilities the opponent possesses, but solving him easily is clearly impossible.
