บท 1558: His Name Is Varian

With a resigned expression, he pointed to the surroundings.

"What?" The girl tilted her head.

"Block what I'm about to say. They shouldn't know."

"Can't you do it yourself? Aren't you a living god?" She smirked.

"Haa~" A sigh left the old man's mouth. "I am…just a powerless phantom. I can't even make a rank 9 clone with the situation I'm in."

The girl narrowed her eyes and her hand thrust forward. It broke through the old man's body and caught his three beating hearts.

Ba-dum! Badum!

"It's not that you didn't react, you couldn't."

The girl concluded and placed back the hearts in their original places before tapping on the old man's chest.

The injuries disappeared and everything went back to how it was before.

"Speak whatever that secret is." She swiped her hand and with a ripple of time enveloping them, their talks got shielded.