Chapter 87 – Dali
The space had become heavenly.
But the man who made it so had become almost demonic.
With a white sun hanging above, casting a soft yet blinding white hue on him, Ethan looked on with a vicious smile at the small, golden, bleeding woman inside the golden orb.
The woman stared back at him, eyes wide in shock, unable to grasp what had just happened.
Her divine mind couldn't fathom, couldn't comprehend how this seemingly weak D-rank human had shattered her physical body.
What type of power did he use?
These questions scraped inside her mind like two dry rocks grinding against each other. But no answer came and Ethan never cared whether she understood him or not.
He walked slowly but surely toward the golden orb, his steps crunching the grass beneath him. He reached out his fair hand, grasped the orb in a tight grip, then brought it to eye level and looked more closely at the woman inside.
