C132 I Don't Want the Soul Weapon

"I've been discovered so quickly..." The mysterious figure in black watched as a group of about a dozen people drew nearer, a cold gleam in his eyes betraying a hint of resignation. Suddenly, he exuded a formidable presence, like a dark cloud descending upon the spear-wielding guards.

Abruptly, the guards halted, their complexions turning ghostly pale. Overcome by a wave of weakness