Then, from under the moonlight, from within the dark clouds, a figure gradually became clear, as if descending invisibly from the starry sky, plummeting through the stratosphere under the pull of gravity, joining the battlefield, stepping onto the stage of this Juelong Ridge.
The company's dog, huh...
Li Fan looked at the humanoid figure, seemingly having jumped down from a starship in orbit, descending upon Juelong Ridge, slowly decelerating, hovering above Cloud Platform Peak.
This was a faceless bald figure; it was hard to tell whether it wore a mask or a headpiece, as all that could be vaguely seen were the curves of brow and nose bridge, with no other facial features. His skin was unhealthily pale, like it was heavily plastered with lime, showing no signs of veins or sweat pores.
