Chapter 395 The Great Sultan's Negotiation

Cassius's pale golden pupils revealed a trace of disappointment. He shook his head regretfully.

Ishmael had been resurrected.

Though he was fearless of the Great Sultan, he had no way to kill the Pasha right in front of him.

Moreover, he was about to be overwhelmed by the Sultan's furious assault. Even if it was merely a projection, a demigod-level presence was not easy to deal with.

Ishmael immediately spotted the Red Dragon watching menacingly from afar. He shook his head repeatedly, and his face showed sheer terror and unease.

"You, you—"

"How can this be? I clearly beheaded you!"

"How dare you kill me!"

The scene of his sudden death and his head falling to the ground was still fresh in his mind.

But soon, Ishmael lowered his head, observing his now significantly shrunken body, realizing that most of his strength had drained away.

"You, what have you done to me?"

His voice trembled.