“You bunch of trash,” the possessed Light Thea spoke. “You’d better scram right away, or don’t blame me for killing you.”

“You finally came.” Emperor Qadeer chuckled. “Morgott, do you really think you can regain your former power?”

The possessed Light Thea snorted coldly. “Leaving a strand of gray hair and growing a beard to pretend to be a wise and virtuous immortal. What kind of creature are you?”

With that, he suddenly reached out, and a majestic purplish-red light shot from his hand. It m