Even he could feel a gush of immortal will seemingly trying to force its way into his mind through his connection with the paper doll. However, the ninety nine golden cores in his body shook violently at that time, causing the ancient forbidden spell’s energy to envelop the immortal will. Then, it forced the immortal will out of his body.
The ancient forbidden spell had helped him.
However, at that moment, he heard a voice, a very familiar voice…
“Alex Rockefeller, is that you?”
Alex knew the voice well.
It was Cheryl Coney’s voice.
‘Why would I hear Cheryl’s voice here?’
Could I have hysteria because of love-sickness?’
“Cheryl, Cheryl…”
“It’s me, Alex… You’re still alive… You… Really… Gulp, gurgle!”
This was the final voice.
Then, Cheryl’s voice was as if it had bubbled for a while and disappeared after some kind of object had swallowed her in the water.
‘F*ck!’
‘It’s real. It’s really Cheryl… What’s going on? How could she sense me?’
‘Has she come over this side too?’
How could such a young man be the Lord Saint? The Naga tribe was not that easy to deceive.
However, Alex had displayed peerless strength not only when he was helping them to lift their curses but also in battles. This had gained those people’s unanimous approval… Only he deserved to be the candidate of the Lord Saint.
Alex looked a little anxious.
After coming here, what worried him the most was the situation in America.
It would be great if he could contact Cheryl for real.
“Don’t worry. I’m alright!”
“But, the Undying Clan has conquered the area ahead. They seem to be performing some ancient and bizarre rituals. I’m going to head over to take a look. Lena, help me take care of my child and wait here. Don’t let anyone come over for help.”
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