He actually encased himself inside the puppet.
Who exactly is he!?
Even Chen Feng, who was well-informed, couldn't help but be shocked by this bizarre move, feeling that choosing to venture overseas was indeed the right decision, as he now witnessed such a peculiar ability.
Facing the enemy, Lu Wei had already used all his strength, and by now, he was somewhat exhausted, unable to muster the power he had before.
The pungent poisonous fog slowly dispersed.
A figure draped in a tattered robe stood up from the ground. "It" lifted its head, brushed back the hood, and a pair of eyes stared straight at the crowd.
A head of red hair and porcelain-white cheeks, with drooping eyelids as if not fully awake.
Rather than saying handsome, it's more of a beauty that pierces to the bone with desolation. He looks only fifteen or sixteen, yet possesses a pair of cold eyes that seem to pierce through all things in the world.
