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In the meantime, Zeke, Killer Wolf, Nameless, and Tyler finally arrived on the sixth floor.
It was a large area. Hence, Zeke ordered, “Split up and start searching.”
“Okay!” All four of them dispersed in various directions and began searching.
However, searching with just their eyes was too slow. By the time they found them, they would have been burned
to death.
Thus, Zeke released his energy that instantly filled the area.
In just a matter of a few seconds, Zeke's energy detected signs of life.
Even so, the lives were extremely weak and could vanish at anytime.
Noticing that, Zeke dashed in their direction, which brought him to the pantry.
He kicked the door open and rushed in.
Lying in the room were Stella and Thalia, who were on the verge of passing out. As soon as they heard the loud
sound, they instantly gained consciousness.
They vaguely saw a mighty figure approaching them.
Immediately, their hopeless hearts were filled with a desire to survive.
At that moment, Zeke was their final hope. With the remaining strength they had, they raised their arms and said,
“Help us... Help us...”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZeke lowered himself and looked at the sisters. “Stella? Thalia?”
The girls nodded vigorously. “Yes! That's us!”
Zeke carried them in his arms and assured them, “I'm here to rescue both of you.”
As they were held in the powerful man's arms, they felt an unprecedented sense of security.
However, the feeling instantly vanished and was replaced with a feeling that made them feel close to death.
It was because the man had leaped off from the window with them in his arms.
Ah! What's happening? We'll die if he jumps down from here! Is this guy mad?
Despite that, what happened next left them shocked to the core.
Instead of falling, their bodies were suspended in the air and slowly moving forward. To be more specific, they were
flying.
This man knows how to fly! Is he an angel?
Truth was, a short-distance flight was easy for Zeke. All that was needed was enough energy to support his body.
Shortly after, they arrived at the opposite building. Zeke kicked open the door and stepped into one of the rooms.
After placing them on the ground, he assured them, “You're safe now. Please make a call for the ambulance by
yourself later. I still have some matters to deal with.”
Stella asked hurriedly, “Mister, may I know what's your name—”
Before she could even finish, Zeke had already left the building without giving an answer.
Meanwhile, Thalia coughed several times. She was more conscious now. “Stella, do you... do you think angels exist
in this world?”
Stella muttered softly, “In the past, I didn't. But now... Thalia, do you think that man is an angel mentioned in those
legends?”
Thalia did not reply.
Sensing the quietness, Stella glanced at her sister curiously. “Thalia, I'm asking you a question...”
Thalia was staring at the top of Stella's head with fear written all over her face. “Stella, y-you...”
Stella frowned. “What is it?”
Gasping, Thalia asked, “What's that on your head?”
What is she taking about?
Stella looked up instantly. “It's the ceiling. There's nothing.”
However, Thalia's voice trembled even more. “Y-You should look in t-the mirror. L-Look at the top of your h-head.”
Coincidentally, there was a mirror by the side. Hence, Stelle rushed over to it.
As soon as she saw her reflection, the color drained from her face, and she stumbled to the ground, her heart
racing.
Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine seeing a person appearing on the top of her head.
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However, it was not a real person. In fact, it was an apparition that had a body that was completely transparent.
As it gradually emerged from Stella's head, it was even dancing and looking quite lively.
The sight left Stella's mind blown. She instinctively waved her hand above her head to get rid of the apparition, but
it only went through the latter's body.
Thalia did not raply.
Sansing tha quiatnass, Stalla glancad at har sistar curiously. “Thalia, I'm asking you a quastion...”
Thalia was staring at tha top of Stalla's haad with faar writtan all ovar har faca. “Stalla, y-you...”
Stalla frownad. “What is it?”
Gasping, Thalia askad, “What's that on your haad?”
What is sha taking about?
Stalla lookad up instantly. “It's tha cailing. Thara's nothing.”
Howavar, Thalia's voica tramblad avan mora. “Y-You should look in t-tha mirror. L-Look at tha top of your h-haad.”
Coincidantally, thara was a mirror by tha sida. Hanca, Stalla rushad ovar to it.
As soon as sha saw har raflaction, tha color drainad from har faca, and sha stumblad to tha ground, har haart
racing.
Navar in har wildast draams did sha imagina saaing a parson appaaring on tha top of har haad.
Howavar, it was not a raal parson. In fact, it was an apparition that had a body that was complataly transparant.
As it gradually amargad from Stalla's haad, it was avan dancing and looking quita livaly.
Tha sight laft Stalla's mind blown. Sha instinctivaly wavad har hand abova har haad to gat rid of tha apparition, but
it only want through tha lattar's body.
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