Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 467.2: Golden Eyes of the Endless Abyss (2)

Ten minutes later, Roel pressed his back against a wall and massaged his forehead as he tried to analyze the current situation. Beside him, Selina and Juliana were leaning stiffly against his left and right shoulder respectively.

Despite their intimate posture, their actions were devoid of any romantic intention. This was the solution they had come up with in this emergency so as to ensure they could feel each other’s existence.

It couldn’t be helped since their search for Stuart yielded no results.

They retraced their footsteps for around a hundred meters, but there was only white fog and the screeching of the night gale. There was no sign of Stuart at all. There were no traces of battle or spatial magic, but Stuart and Paul were nowhere to be seen. It was as if they had been spirited away.

“H-how could this be possible? Stuart didn’t even make the slightest noise. No matter how powerful the opponent is, it shouldn’t have been possible for him to be taken away without any warning…”

“A faint trace of Paul’s blood is still lingering in the vicinity, which goes to say that they were still safely standing there just a moment ago. How could they have disappeared just like that? Shit! What the hell happened?”

“Calm down!”

Both Selina and Juliana had fallen into a state of terror after failing to find any hint of where Stuart and Paul had disappeared to. Neither of them was a coward afraid of confronting a powerful enemy. On the contrary, they had been brainwashed by the knight’s code of chivalry from a young age and saw it an honor to die in battle.

However, the current situation was very different from that.

What they saw in this foggy night town was not a powerful adversary but incomprehensible horror. From Paul’s rapid aging to Stuart’s disappearance, these were unexplainable phenomena that would have only otherwise happened in a nightmare. Till now, they hadn’t even spotted the shadow of their enemy.

Roel could feel the two ladies trembling on his shoulders. Their breathing had become ragged, and their faces frighte

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