The Fourth Hero Takes Control [Part 2]
Evelyne stared in disbelief.
Her fingers tightened around the sword in her hand.
"That..."
She couldn't finish the sentence.
She had seen strange things during her life.
She had witnessed powerful cultivators survive injuries that should have killed ordinary people.
But seeing a severed limb simply placed back onto a body and reconnect itself was another matter entirely.
Evelyne's expression became tense.
Fean slowly flexed his newly restored fingers.
One.
Two.
Three.
The hand moved perfectly.
There was no stiffness.
No hesitation.
No trace that the arm had ever been separated.
The sight sent a chill through Evelyne's body.
How could something like this exist?
Her eyes shifted toward Victor.
Or rather, toward the man now standing in Victor's body.
He hadn't reacted.
His golden eyes remained fixed on Fean.
But unlike Evelyne, Eddy wasn't surprised.
He had already expected something like this.
