Dusk Is the Entrance

Hiss!

The low hiss sounded again. It came from all around them. The members of the Hunter Society stayed alert. Chen He immediately formed a constellation, creating several barriers like light curtains to protect everyone around him.

"Old Siro, you…" Tong Zhouzheng was about to question the mercenary, but he saw that Old Siro was grinning strangely with his yellow teeth exposed. It was eerie.

Old Siro backed away slowly, like a ghost having completed its mission of bewitching living people into a trap. Tong Zhouzheng frowned.

"He is under the control of something else," Lingling said to Professor Tong Zhouzheng.

"He is a Three Elements Super Level Mage." Tong Zhouzheng was stunned. What level of creature could easily control a Super Level Mage? Although Old Siro often used alcohol to anesthetize himself, he would never be as careless as to let anything or anyone control him at such a critical moment!

Hiss!