Malachar's face showed a hint of mockery. "No way I've mistaken you. I'm being guided to you, after all."

Anson stood at a distance, obviously the so-called guide. No one else was around, after all.

"You've ruined so many Hall of Souls' good plans. So, you deserve to die!"

Hall of Souls? Felix's expression turned ugly. He didn't expect Hall of Souls was actually working with S-tier Malevolent Phantoms. Yet, he had seen it with his own eyes this time.

"I didn't expect an S-tier Malevolent Phantom to act like a pawn for us humans. How admirable!"

However, Malachar wasn't offended at all. "You humans are really good with words, but do you really think I'm fooled? Besides, Hall of Souls is 'my' pawn. This relationship will never change—not now and not ever."

He moved, just a little. "Alright. I think I've said enough. I'll send you off now."

Anson, who stood a little bit away, had no expression on. For him, it was best for Felix to die like this. Otherwise, Anson was sure to be th