Fiona was well aware of what Anvis was thinking.
After entering this unique transformative state, her perception of the world had enhanced immeasurably.
Similarly, she could clearly sense that this special state could only be maintained for about twenty more minutes. Yet the sinister giant tree behind the King of Nightmare Spirits showed no signs of withering whatsoever.
Although it was unclear why the escaping King of Nightmare Spirits had transformed into a black dragon, this did not prevent her from recognizing him.
The aura that amalgamated the dark side of Inheritance Land was extremely conspicuous and unique; compared to other Nightmare Spirits, it was as obvious as a flamingo among chickens.
If it were the old Fiona, she might have started to panic by now. But in her current special state, the girl felt not even a trace of negative emotion.
Maintaining absolute rationality, the girl quickly formulated a plan.
