A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 289

It was the moment when everyone held their breath, waiting for the dust cloud at the collision point to settle. Amid the billowing gray dust, a pair of lights flashed—lights that radiated madness. It was at that moment that both of Elthea’s hands, clutching her spear, tensed involuntarily. As the dust cloud completely settled, the owner of that fierce gaze...