The Book of the Dead flipped open by itself, revealing the page of the Shadow Followers.
"Such formidable magical power," Wu Xiaode said.
Audrey squinted toward the sky, sensing for a few moments before speaking.
"Queen, can you discern his foundation?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"Wait a moment—"
Audrey lightly pressed her hand in the Void.
A semi-transparent ghost silently appeared, moving swiftly away. It shot up into the sky from the other end of the research institute's ruins and attempted to approach the blonde man with sunglasses.
Suddenly.
Countless deep black pupils emerged behind the blond man with sunglasses.
Each pupil emitted a dark beam, sweeping across wherever the eyeballs turned.
Under this intense onslaught, the ghost didn't last a second; it vanished like a burst bubble.
"Ghost Skill?"
The casual demeanor of the blond man with sunglasses vanished, replaced by seriousness.
On the card, Audrey quickly said,
