![]() “He” looked like a man with eyes that were dark and filled with the vicissitudes of life. This was an angel that Klein didn’t know. In the darkness, half of it was hidden, and the other was prominent. The figure had a young face, but his long hair was already half-white-pulled back and flailing in the air. Just as Emperor Roselle’s projection was fully formed, another figure appeared from Zaratul’s transparent tentacles. Be it the forceful injection or Amon’s theft of it, “He” could achieve the goal of blowing up the other party’s mind. “He” wasn’t worried that Amon would steal “His” attack at all, because “He” had prepared an extremely large amount of useless miscellaneous knowledge. The moment this Knowledge Emperor stepped into the real world, “He” looked down at the gigantified Amon, and complicated and illusory symbols instantly formed in “His” eyes. It was none other than the former Emperor of Intis, Roselle Gustav. ![]() He wore a dark red coat with rusted golden threads. “He” had long chestnut-colored curly hair, blue eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, and a very beautifully manicured mustache. ![]() In just a few seconds, a figure quickly appeared. While Zaratul launched “His” attack, “His” other slippery tentacle kept extending into the void, attempting to pull something back. ![]() The Spirit Body Threads beside Amon were all stolen by “Him” at some point in time! And with that, one strange monster after another was hoisted up in the air, like ham waiting to be dry-aged. ![]()
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