Celia was shocked to see that the Martial Emperor Stage Demon, who was constantly teasing her, was suddenly grabbed by the neck by the person who appeared out of nowhere. His entire body was lifted into the void by the huge hand that was like a tiger's pincer.
"You...!"
The originally high-spirited Martial Emperor Stage demon had its face turned purple from being pinched by the big hand on its neck. Its legs kept swinging in the air as it struggled crazily, trying to break free from the restraint of the huge hand.
However, the big hand, which didn't emit any aura, firmly grabbed his neck. Even if he used all of his strength, he couldn't break free at all. He was almost suffocating from the grip.
"Celia, right? I'll leave him to you to deal with!"
An old but gentle voice sounded in Celia's ears, causing her entire body to tremble violently. The figure that appeared in her mind became clearer and clearer.