"Little thing, what ability did you just use?"
A somewhat doubtful voice rang out, and Demacia, who was reaching for something else, froze.
His brain was rapidly thinking, among countless [Danger] bullet comments, there were some reliable ones.
He quickly selected one, turned around, and said with great respect, "Honorable Ms. Lixting, my brother and I are Blue Star People, from the distant Divine Creation Star, and our characteristic is that we have no soul but possess the ability to exile any non-biological thing to a random space."
Lixting's eyes were full of doubt. She was nearly three thousand years old; how come she had never heard of these so-called Blue Star People?
Her eyes gradually contained the Power of Death; indeed, these two little things had no soul.
She frowned and said, "Use your ability again."
Demacia bowed deeply, "As you wish."
He walked toward a huge skeleton, which was elongated and almost spanned the entire mountain peak.
