บท 729: Ashen 1

Garen's gaze was fixed on that man. He rubbed his chin, and the edge of the mask there had actually cracked slightly when it was hit by the white light.

'Be careful, it's not going to be easy dealing with this guy,' Black Sethe whispered in his ear. 'He's a top spiritual energy user, I did not expect a master level user to appear in this world.'

Garen slowly nodded his head and stared at that guy with his left eye.

From his clothes to his hair, even his skin was extremely pale, this was Ashen Castine, the world's one and only strongest Blood Breed.

"So he's the first Death Apostle, the Ashen Lord," Garen slowly said. "As the leader of the light party, it's truly unexpected that you will appear to rescue the Death Apostle of the Secret Party."

Ashen stood silently on a tree branch, and Garen was below him. The two of them were seven or eight meters apart, but the area's atmosphere felt as if it was being vaguely split into two halves.