Under Finniel Morton's stunned gaze, Vil's corpse was rapidly reduced to ash within the raging blue flames. Her rosy lips parted to their widest, her eyes opened in disbelief as she stared at Ed without blinking.
She had just witnessed something unbelievable—the pitch-black eye on Vil's forehead, the one that had overwhelmed everyone present, had willingly left Vil's body and, in the blink of an eye, fused with Ed's right eye.
At that moment, Ed seemed to notice Finniel Morton's gaze. He turned to look at her.
His right eye—now pitch black—held not a trace of emotion. It radiated pure, icy indifference, as cold and lifeless as the moonlight now shining down on him. It was an eye that exuded pressure and death.
Finniel Morton's body began trembling uncontrollably. Her strength gave out, and she collapsed weakly to the floor.
Thankfully, at that moment, Eng and the others began regaining their senses.
