章 1193: The One Left Standing (7)

An instant later, Replicus found himself inside the dark tower once again. The large black tiles were under his feet, a bright chandelier hanging above him. A blink after, the Stolen Angel appeared a few meters away, its menacing eyes glaring unblinkingly at him.

'I see. Since everyone in that town was killed, it no longer qualifies as an ideal battleground,' Replicus thought with a considerable amount of distaste.

The Stolen Angel suddenly pointed at him and almost immediately, a half a skull mark appeared on his now-bare chest.

Replicus frowned.

Before he could remove it with Maximum Catalyst's Reversion, however, he had been teleported outside the dark tower, and in the next micro instant, he was warped to another relevant battlefield by the influence of the KUTHMUK.