"Hmph!"
A chilly snort emanated from beneath the black robe, causing the nearby villagers who had just been relieved to be saved to shiver violently.
They looked towards the black-robed figure with terror, a figure that had appeared suddenly like a ghost.
Although they couldn't see the face under the robe, everyone instinctively felt that whatever lay beneath was a terrifying presence.
Many villagers trembled and, with shaky legs, began to step backwards, instinctively wanting to distance themselves from the black-robed person, as if this individual was a relentless Fierce Ghost that had crawled out of the Nine Nether Hell to claim their souls!
The black-robed person paid no attention to these mortals, who were utterly devoid of mana; instead, he simply swept his icy gaze over the lingering traces of holy light at the scene, scanning the horizon to glimpse a giant beast spreading its wings in flight.
"Could it be..."
