Kim felt a sense of unease,
Deep Red's descent, the game lock, and the journey to the Collection Area all seemed stable.
Yet at this moment, everything changed, a thick malice emanated outward like excrement.
Kim simply explained the origin of the blond youth and his heritage as the Prison Director, Deep Red's malice was no longer restrained.
Swish...
Deep Red's essence transformed, a thread surpassing time and space shot out from its forehead.
Before anyone could react, the red thread had already penetrated Lebeite's forehead, visibly, strands of red silk symbolizing primal malice, danced continuously on the skin's surface, seeping inward, about to possess.
However,
Lebeite's mouth curled into a smile, he seemed to know this would happen long ago, all preparations were made.
"Father, leave the situation outside to you..."
Vaguely visible,
A blond man wearing a tall hat and scarf seemed to be floating behind Lebeite, yet he seemed to not exist in reality.
Immediately,
