"I've never seen you before." The burly man had disheveled hair and was covered in scars.
On his dark skin, strange patterns were engraved.
The only thing covering his body was a pair of tattered shorts for his lower half.
The sandals on his feet, worn for who knows how many years, were severely damaged as well.
If you didn't know him, you'd think he was a homeless scavenger on the streets.
"We have met." Even facing the overwhelming presence of Mr. Ghost, Atticus Marsh was still somewhat fearful.
Who could forget the terrifying deeds of this demon back in the day?
In just a month, he annihilated three section alliances!
The Alliance Hierarch's entire family was killed, their bodies torn to pieces.
The name of Mr. Ghost from the Mountain of Leaving instilled fear in that generation.
Atticus Marsh was young at the time, yet he witnessed the miserable deaths of the Grandmasters within the alliance.
