A Mark For Millenniums

Before Phil and Ella could take a second look, Helkep directly closed his TCP.

"...Huh?!" Ella couldn't help but blankly stared at Helkep.

Helkep in return kept staring behind them. Looking at his eyes, something clicked inside them and they hurriedly turned back to stare at Noil who had began to tremble fiercely.

Before Ella's mind could began to function again, Phil hurriedly opened his bag and took out a syringe. The liquid inside it looked thicker than the last one.

He glanced at Helkep who immediately moved forward.

"Hold his hand." Phil commanded before taking off the cover from the syringe.

Helkep nodded and held him down, Ella hurriedly moved forward to aid them.

Noil's fear had reached another level, his eyes had turned red and his lips had turned white, in contrast his temperature had began to shoot up. His muscles were tense, almost like a sturdy rock. His gaze fixated at the place where Helkep had materialised the screen.