CHAPTER 679
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"Shoot! You unlocked the seal? Why?" Jim shouted, his voice echoing in the realm conjured by one of the first-generation mages—Blake.
His brown hair ruffled slightly as he darted around in panic, eyes wide with disbelief.
The old man didn't even bat an eyelid, his calm aura unshaken.
He cocked his shoulders back, eyes tracing his fingers moving through the air like they were dancing, summoning something unseen.
"I saw no point in sealing his memories again because they were already on the verge of unsealing themselves," Blake replied, his tone calm but carrying a sharp edge.
Jim lifted a skeptical eyebrow.
"Aren't you worried that he might return to his world and hunt the otherworlders down? He might go on a rampage."
Blake tilted his head toward the younger man, a wry grin creeping across his face.
He snapped his fingers, and a holographic display flickered to life, showing Grey standing on the ground conversing with Z5.
"He won't…"
