Coral Cetus was secretly pleased. 'After all, my Mysticeti Tribe has strength in numbers. Are we really supposed to be afraid of a mere three...'
Her expression froze the moment Nix turned around.
Nix's figure was long and well-defined, his silhouette sharp against the halo of light. His purple hair cascaded down, a faint fragrance drifting on the air. There was a seductive air about him, but the most breathtaking sight was the dazzling Nine-star pattern on his forehead.
'The Nine-star Extreme Realm was the pinnacle of power on the Beastman Continent. Even the Great Fish Clan, hegemons of the sea, had few experts at that level. We just arrived on the mainland, and we can just randomly bump into one on the side of the road?'
Coral Cetus thought she must be seeing things. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
