Suddenly, a figure appeared silently in front of him.
Clad in fitting and luxurious attire, tall and slender, holding the Black Skin Book, he exuded an air of mystery and elegance, like a noble scholar.
It was Li Weiqi from the Chaos Secret Society.
Neither Angelie nor Li Weiqi had appeared during the attack on the Rune Array earlier.
"What are you still standing here for?"
Li Weiqi’s expression was icy as he stared at Angelie and spoke in a cold voice.
The two seemed like old acquaintances, which would surely startle anyone else witnessing the scene.
"You’ve known that man called Ronan Damien for quite some time, haven’t you..."
"He is one of the test subjects that Lord Lin Disi wanted to capture, now, only you have the means to find him..."
Li Weiqi commanded Angelie in an authoritative tone.
Angelie merely glanced at him indifferently and turned his gaze away, adopting an uninterested demeanor.
Li Weiqi’s face turned sour.
"The previous Shuo Yue has already died, there’s no one to back you up anymore..."
"Don’t forget, who gave you that half of a Fallen Crow heart in your body..."
With a cold look in his eyes and a smirk that seemed like a threat, Li Weiqi said, "If Lord Lin Disi learns about your attitude, what do you think..."
Before Li Weiqi could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Angelie’s abrupt remark.
He snorted coldly and was about to say something more when he saw Angelie casually raise a hand, with half of his forearm gently disappearing into the void before him.
In a flash, a dense, dark purple wing seemed to silently glide through the space between them.
Li Weiqi’s face immediately changed color, and instinctively, he took a step back, attempting to flip open the Black Skin Book in his hand.
However, in the next instant, his movements were completely halted.
Li Weiqi looked down with an incredulous expression, watching a pale and slender hand "grow" out from within his chest.
Between those fingers, it clutched a heart, bloodstained and still pulsing.
"This isn’t... the power of the Ancient Fallen Crows..."
Li Weiqi raised his eyes to look at Angelie, murmuring speechlessly.
"You’re not Angelie..."
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"With such strength... why... did you intentionally lose to Ro.. Ronan..."
Before he could finish his last few words, the hand that pierced through Li Weiqi’s chest had already quietly withdrawn. View the correct content at webn.ovel.co\m
As the hand retracted, Li Weiqi’s flesh and even his soul seemed to be absorbed away.
He became like a piece of paper scorched through by flames, which upon a gentle breeze, disintegrated completely into a puff of black ashes.
Only the Black Skin Book, now without its master, remained suspended alone in midair.
Angelie withdrew his hand from the hidden Void, meticulously and greedily consuming the entire heart as if savoring the juice of a ripe, luscious fruit.
Afterward, he produced a clean white silk handkerchief and elegantly wiped his hands and mouth.
"Some fruits, when overripe, must be harvested promptly, or they will slowly rot...
Some fruits are far from fully ripe, and it’s not yet the best time to taste them..."
"How would you understand such things?"
Angelie seemed to explain to the now-deceased Li Weiqi, summoning the floating Black Skin Book into his hand with a casual gesture.
After flipping through a few pages with apparent disinterest, Angelie tossed the book into his Space Ring.
Looking up and surveying his surroundings, he murmured to himself.
"The soul fragments lost in the Southern parts have been collected; it’s time to leave..."
He took a light step forward, but in the next second, he stopped, frowning and massaging his temples with his hand.
"Dead people should quietly lie in the soil, let their bodies rot, and become nutrients to nourish those who come after..."
"What an annoying old fellow..."
Angelie’s expression soon relaxed, and finally, he looked in the direction Ronan had left, then, smiling, he melted into a thick patch of shadows...