What was even stranger was the wooden figure in front of Horace Sawyer. A wooden… puppet? It had a cylinder-shaped head, square-shaped body, and round wooden limbs.

Based on how Horace was still sitting on the ground with a horrified look, he was also confused about this. However, Felix sensed that this wooden figure had sprung out of Horace to block his attack!

Felix felt like he was in a dream. He felt a terrifying energy coming from this wooden figure—somewhere along the levels of mastery of Transcendent Realm and Grandmaster Realm. What was this?

Unless this wooden figure had combat power like that of Cordelia, Felix would not be a tough opponent.

"Is this a magical treasure?" he asked. This was his only explanation. Otherwise, how could it be in Horace's body and form to protect him?

However, magical treasures were rare—how did Horace have such a thing?

"Leave now, Eunice. Don't tell anyone about what happened here. Do you understand?" Felix ordered calmly.

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