章節 1016: Disappearing Into Thin Air

A breathless man was sitting in the corner at the end of the ballroom. Covered in a black robe, the man almost blended in with the dark surroundings. The black robe was plain, no one recognized this man as one of the highest leaders of the demon-hunter organization. He had a weird mask on his face, kind of the golden mask of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs but was made of black iron with an air of solemnness. It seemed that this should be how the sage looked like before the forbidden knowledge ate his face.

Teuton instantly recognized this man by his mask. He called out quietly, "Sage Beetholis!"

It was Sage Beetholis. Against all the odds, Hao Ren and his team finally brought down the defense of the Council of Elders and entered the Netherrealm Clock Tower only to find that the sage was dead.

Life had left Beetholis's body; the MDT announced this after a simple scan. Hao Ren reached out and carefully took the iron mask off Beetholis's face.