Alex was puzzled. This shouldn’t have happened.

“My lord, something is odd with this altar,” Neela said.

However, she could not figure out the exact function of the altar either.

Seth strolled over and stared coldly at Alex. “If you want her to die at once, you can try pulling it out.”

Alex did not dare move.

He sensed the chain was also strange and eerie with boundless power of resentment.

At this moment, Frostine's tailbone was getting more painful and itchy, as if the bones inside were splitting and being squeezed, as if something mysterious couldn’t help but had to force its way out.

This felt too absurd and bizarre.

Bloodlines were boiling.

Mysterious factors were burning.

“Junior... Junior... it hurts! It hurts so much!”

Frostine grabbed Alex’s hand and yelled in pain, dripping with sweat.

Alex seemed to have empathized with her. “Where does it hurt? Where is it?”

“My *ass! My *ss! Ah—!”

“Seth Zamora, what have you done to my senior?” Alex failed to suppress his ang