บท 557: Same Kind (2)

Suddenly, something grabbed Angele's hand, dragging him to the other side.

Angele was caught off guard and hit the handle hard.

It felt like there was a pair of hands that were dragging him to a completely different realm.

"Die!" Angele narrowed his eyes and released some dark smoke from his right arm which quickly turned into the claw of a scorpion.

*Crack*

It sounded like the claw cut something into pieces and he could finally move his right arm again.

Angele quickly took two steps back and looked at the handle quietly.

"Such power… It's…" He recalled the day he met the woman for the first time. The woman traveled using the tree trunks like she was at another dimension.

"I need to take her out as soon as possible…"

Angele's right arm was surrounded by dark smoke again and it quickly returned to normal.

He walked upstairs and entered the room that was opposite to the room with the painting in it.