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.

instant as if she was soaking in soothing warm

let

she opened her eyes, she saw Jonathan kneeling beside her. He was clutching her shoulder

uttered while staring

“Yes,” he replied gently.

bore witness to a scene she would remember

his life force to restructure her circulatory system and internal

to attend to Ksana's broken limbs

amazement as her arms and legs regenerated with astonishing speed, similar

“This...”

with skin as tender and pink as a newborn's, clenched her fists, and struck them against

blood mist erupted from her knuckles

intense pain assured her that everything before her eyes was

her cheeks, she found no

had been

Was that a miracle?

it was more than

such a feat of bringing the dead back to

tracksuit and tossed it

you have a great figure, it won't be appropriate for

did Ksana look

not only her

she was now practically naked, save for

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

been indoctrinated from a young

seen her naked body,

of underwear from her storage ring, stood up, and dressed

grabbing the air forcefully. The

it's not too late

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

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