Like an arrow, a figure streaked across the Portland sky, occasionally mistaken by onlookers for a giant bird.
By the time Chu Feng landed, that blatant and Bizarre aura had already entered his Spiritual Perception.
"Rachel! My daughter..."
The hoarse whisper, like a curse, continuously entered Chu Feng's ears, causing him to instinctively furrow his brow.
This Bizarre in his eyes emitted black smoke, its surface writhing as if countless snakes were entangled. It was difficult to determine its original identity.
However, if it were conscious...
Watching the Bizarre, which kept mumbling as it moved forward, Chu Feng didn't rush to attack.
A significant difference between humans and other animals is their use of language for communication.
"Terry?" Chu Feng called out.
He tried again, "Terry?"
The Bizarre, which had been advancing while muttering, suddenly froze. Chu Feng's grip on his long knife tightened slightly.
It seemed... it really was him!
