Chương 72: The Abyss of Despair - Four (IV)

About five minutes after Seraphina left, Saville appeared in the corridor, his face expressionless.

He looked at the bloody, horrific murder scene, his eyes twitching, suppressing the malice in his heart.

The old man instantly appeared next to Ansel's corpse, carefully taking out a vial of medicine from his pocket and injecting it into Ansel's chest.

Within three seconds, Ansel's head was restored at an incredibly horrifying speed and image.

"...Is this what it feels like to die physically?"

Ansel touched his face and remarked, "It's a bit uncomfortable."

"Young lord," Saville couldn't help but ask, "Although physical death can't determine your life, you don't even have a pact head, this kind of consumption...is too great."

He paused, then said very seriously: "I hope, Seraphina really has the value worth your doing this."

"Hmm...hmm?"