章 1220: The Mastermind's Problem

A loud, heated voice suddenly broke the cemetery-like silence! The voice came from a public telephone in the airport.

"So it's you...the Saint of Darkness who wanders the edge of the Realms. Such mysterious abilities...you should be "Bind", the sixth in order. No wonder those three died in your hands! No wonder I couldn't take away the life of your Divine Servant even with the power of my Gungnir!"

A skeleton suddenly climbed up from the ground. It spoke with a voice devoid of emotion while it's lower jaw moved up and down.

"The Apostle Rocky. Your power grows fast. Your party should be a seeded party of your Realm. Why must you make enemies of us?"

"Your Divine Servant was the one who killed my core members! How dare you sling mud at us! Is the JFK Airport your private territory? Why can't my people pass through this place?" Rocky retorted furiously.