C250 Chapter 250

But a swirl of black smoke suddenly rose from the demon’s staff, and a voice rang out.

“Please don’t hurt me, human. I’m willing to serve you!” The voice echoed from the staff of life as the smoke slowly took shape—an elderly man, pale and half-transparent.

Shidian watched the old man warily. He had no idea who—or what—this figure really was.

The elf queen, however, looked grim