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Before Half-head could complete his sentence, Liam lurched for Reyan's arm.
Liam knew he couldn't be reasoned with.
The old coot was missing half of his brain, and was more unstable than Liam's chaos.
And he had defeated a Celestial's 'anatomized will', whatever that was. That put him at the level of a Rank 6 powerhouse or even more.
Thus, Liam had two choices.
First, make a run for the fractured walls.
Most probably, the range of Half-head's control couldn't go past the fake dimension.
There was one reason Liam thought this.
Half-head was not alive.
How did Liam know?
Half-head's aura was a mix of dark red and black energy. In fact, his whole body was composed of this material.
Obviously, Liam didn't know what those energies were.
But there was neither mental energy, nor 'Ora' around him.
Not a wisp.
Not to mention, Half-head could not possibly survive for so long with such wounds.