Felix stood there with a strange expression. This felt oddly familiar. It was almost exactly like what happened with Horace, who was Ashton's descendant.

The only difference was that Horace had been protected by a wooden doll, a magical treasure that Felix now owned. But Bazzo was surrounded by swirling green light.

Bazzo said, "I never thought you'd be this powerful. You even triggered the magical treasure my grandpa left me."

Bazzo's eyes flickered with shock. He clearly had not expected