Chapter 910 Enlightened With Pryncyp

As the peculiar wave descended, a flurry of werewolves scattered from Jonathan's side in every direction.

In an instant, only Jonathan and Ksana remained at the center of the encirclement.

Ksana, now a tattered sight, had been savagely bitten and torn.

Her arms and legs were severed and lost, her wounds evidence of her limbs being brutally ripped apart.

The left side of her abdomen had been entirely exposed, and her intestines, which had spilled to the ground, had been trampled into segments by the werewolves.

Ksana's neck was broken, her blood vessels and trachea shredded, and even her face was left with less than a third of its skin.

The strange wave had scattered the spiritual energy around Ksana, interrupting her half-finished self-destruction.

Ksana's pupils gradually dilated and became distant as she lay on the ground.

Her fragmented trachea bubbled and gurgled due to the influx of blood.

There was no hope left for her.

Ksana, raised as a weapon since childhood, knew she wouldn't live long.

It was that recognition that drove her to escape Sanctuary, which was akin to a hellish realm.

Unexpectedly, she evaded the pursuit of Sanctuary only to meet her demise there.

What a pity. I've never seen the ocean, the beaches, or the prairies...

As her vision blurred, Ksana felt neither sadness nor joy. She even felt a hint of relief as she descended into darkness.

However, just as the last glimmer of light above her was about to be swallowed by the shadows, Ksana felt someone grasp her shoulder.

“I am your master! Without my permission, no one is allowed to kill you!”

Ksana intuitively sensed warmth coursing through her body as she listened to the delicate voice.

and exhilarated at that instant as if she was soaking in soothing

let out a

beside her. He was clutching her shoulder with his left

staring at

“Yes,” he replied gently.

to a

circulatory system

managed to attend to Ksana's

ground, she watched in amazement as her arms and legs regenerated with astonishing speed, similar

“This...”

tender and pink as a newborn's,

puff of blood mist erupted from her knuckles

pain assured her that everything before her eyes

her cheeks, she found

had been

Was that a miracle?

was more

achieve such a feat of

retrieved a tracksuit and

be appropriate for you to

did Ksana

the battle, the werewolves had torn not only her flesh but also her

her wounds had been healed, she was now practically

beautiful, sat on the blood-soaked ground amidst the carnage, creating an impactful sight that

body, even Ksana, who had been indoctrinated from a

naked body, she

took out a set of underwear from her storage ring, stood up,

made a gesture of grabbing the air forcefully.

late for you to run

his suit, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Why would I run? Jonathan, I must say, you have given me far too many surprises. Despite having her heart shattered, she can still survive and return to her original state. You're even capable of reviving someone who has been torn to pieces. What kind of power is hidden within your body? Initially, I just wanted to use you to wear down this horde of mindless trash, but now, I've changed my mind. I want to capture and dissect you to see

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