"Tsss~~"
The sound of liquid spraying rang out. Feyler, bound to the side, opened his mouth, panting weakly; on his throat, there was now a long, ferocious scar.
The Bloodline Killing curse wiped out Legas's entire clan, but as a Level 11 powerful expert, the Origin Energy within Legas's body possessed unimaginable resistance to this kind of bloodline assassination method.
In other words, Wen Yu couldn't touch Legas.
And Wen Yu hadn't planned on touching him…
One of Wen Yu's carbon copies was casually cleaning up the filth left behind by Feyler's death, while the other held a mirror. In the mirror, the figures of Legas and the Black River Sovereign—one chasing, one fleeing—were clearly visible.
Faraway Proximity, an Esoteric Level item, had once been a collection piece in the Yanjing Secret Treasury. In Wen Yu's words, it was basically a little toy specialized for peeping, but tools aren't about high or low—what matters is using them in the right place.
