Previous chapter:
Chapter 870: Did you get it?
Next chapter:
Chapter 872: Weird Targets?
PREVIEW
... g.
Since Aether had one last job to take care of here, he couldn't leave just yet.
His thoughts were still tangled with the Prophetess' cryptic words, her voice echoing in his head like a lingering whisper that refused to fade.
As he walked, his gaze dropped to his hand, his fingers unconsciously clenching into a fist. No matter how much he tried to decipher her meaning, he couldn't grasp what she meant by saying the answer was already in his hands.
The only thing ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE