Quickly, a figure covered in black feathers came tearing through the wind. On their shoulder was a Spiritual Guardian that looked like a small black salamander.
"Sir Sanguo!" Algem shouted, excited to recognize the leader of his group.
When Sanguo laid eyes on that spiritual serpent, his heart skipped a beat. That thing would multiply his raw power several times over once refined. And once that happened, could anyone on the same level still match him?
"Cursed bloom!"
Sanguo yelled, pushing his blessing to the max. Nine flowers bloomed behind his Summoner, and from each flower came a black chain.
The nine chains locked the spiritual serpent down. No matter how much it struggled, it couldn't break free.
"Hahaha, come to daddy!"
