Chapter 675 – Black Jello
The little slime pulsed once on his shoulder, letting out a low, disgruntled pu. Not the cute kind. The 'I'll destroy your bloodline when I recover' kind. But with his core still cracked and runes still faintly glowing on his black jello like surface, the only thing Zehar could really do was vibrate and glare.
Which he did.
Impressively.
"Yeah, yeah," Lux muttered, walking toward the kitchen island. "I know that look. Believe me, I've worn it before."
Lux strolled casually toward the kitchen. The overhead lights flicked on with a hum as he passed beneath them, casting his long silhouette over the sleek counter. Weirdly, he found no servants nor Lyra.
