Darius felt like he was going to freeze over. He was dazed when he opened his eyes and saw that his vision had recovered. At the same time, he realized he was floating in mid-air. Teivel was standing before his body, and the old man was standing before Teivel.

The old man’s face was as twisted as before—none of his features were in their original spots, which meant there was no way of telling what exactly he looked like. Darius’ lips twitched as he walked—no, floated—over to his body.

He frowned, reluctant to take his defeat lying down. He knew he had to be dead this time. However, the moment this thought popped into his mind, he knew he was wrong.

When he floated over to his body, both Teivel and the old man turned to look at him, but their expressions were completely different. The former looked worried, while the latter looked murderous.

Teivel said, “Get out of here. Lie down in your body; you’ll return to normal soon enough.” Darius looked surprised but still did as he was told