Chapter 3087 Desperate Return to Concordia for Help
- Blades of chilling sword energy suddenly materialized, their dazzling light converging on the Ghost Mask. A pitiful scream escaped as black light swirled around the mask. Its resentful roar echoed through the valley. "Impossible! An ancient divine weapon reappearing in this world?"
- Then, the Ghost Mask slipped off Matthew's face and dropped to the ground. The mask returned to its ordinary state.
- As Matthew's pale cheeks slowly regained color and his blood-red eyes settled into calmness, he collapsed by the river. He was drenched in sweat, and lingering fear gripped his heart. "I'm so reckless," he muttered.