"So, ants are ants, it's better not to try to resist..."

In the indifferent voice, a pair of big, white hands filled with deathly aura instantly reached out of the black robe, and grabbed the necks of Sean and Lutes from left to right!

"Siphon of Life!"

In the indifferent and slow voice, a huge pressure invades the body!

The cold breath froze both Sean and Lutes. The painful feeling of suffocation in their throats was quickly replaced by a chill. As mist steamed from their bodies, the two of them clearly felt the rapid passage of their vitality.

…

Being suppressed by the men in black robes, Lutes, as a thief with no advantage in strength or defense, struggled desperately.

"Damn it...it seems that we have to use some extraordinary measures!"

Sean looked at Lutes anxiously, as if he wanted to use methods that would make Her Royal Highness Jaina angry...

But Feile, who was about to take action and rush to save people, looked at the black-robed man whose magic robe was shattered, but suddenly froze...

The re-condensed flame sword had already assumed a thrusting posture, but those eyes that were widened in shock almost flew out of their sockets...

"This...how is this possible!

Lord Losangye...how could it be you!"
Chapter completed!