A figure shimmering with light landed before them, drawing all eyes.
After the initial shock, a hush fell over everyone. They felt an intense, suffocating sense of threat, like weak prey facing a majestic lion. They didn't even dare to breathe, terrified that the sound of their gasps would displease the lion and bring about their deaths.
They couldn't be sure what to make of this being who seemed to shine with light and had effortlessly slain the former Sovereign of the City of Sin. Was he a figure of justice, or of evil?
Zhou Yuanjue glanced up at the special agents from the Liya Republic, then casually shifted his gaze away, looking down at Bartmu's broken corpse in the crater.
His magnetic field spread out, confirming that there were no longer any signs of life in the corpse. Bartmu had well and truly been slain by his hand. Only then did Zhou Yuanjue look away completely.
Defeating Bartmu was merely a minor objective for him tonight. There was still more to be done.
