Bologue didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment, as if he were completely detached from the sudden battle, the boiling blood cooled down, and even the restless ethers gradually fell into dead silence. He felt a bit dazed, repeatedly seeing the figure in the pitch-black robe in front of him.
In the depths of the mind, there seemed to be a connection, tightly binding Bologue with that figure, like a chain that could not be broken.
Bologue felt a strong sense of calling, urging him to pursue that figure.
After his body healed, Bologue tried hard to calm his restless mind, then he unfolded Ethereal Concealment, desperately lowering his ether response. Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid crawled along his body surface, layers of armor covered him, transforming him into a warrior in Iron Armor.
