Ghost King's eyes darkened as she glanced at the familiar jewelry near Orson's ear. A seductive smile crept onto her face as she chuckled softly, "As his sword in the darkness, how could I not know he possessed such an item?"
Upon hearing this, Orson's heart skipped a beat. Ghost King's smile faded, and she coldly commanded, "Crimson Blood Barrier: Blissful Torrent!"
Orson's heart tightened. Such a far-reaching spell?
Suddenly, blood mist began to surge from all directions, and the continuous crimson sea swallowed Orson whole.
But this range far exceeded what Ghost King could typically manage.
Looking up at the gradually disintegrating secret realm, Orson quickly realized what was happening. The sky cracked open, and the earth itself trembled. Ghost King's Blood Demon Magic was the very fabric of the Blissful Secret Realm itself!
