Beginning of the Terror: Part 3

Master of the Fallen has suddenly started coughing hard. He struggled to hold on and coughed so hard that one of his eyes popped out of its socket and fell to the ground. And it did not regenerate...

"Damn...I came here on the orders of my superiors, but that human whose presence I felt increased my hopes for the future." He was looking down at the Safe Zone from the edge of the cliff. "A human with the power enough to contain three ancient souls..." The person he meant was Sezgin. "You are one of the few humans who can entrust their bodies to be a vessel of a mighty being like me... And I don't have much time because this weak body will soon be destroyed by my ever-increasing power." By absorbing the power of the two Fallen Gods, the body he had possessed was no longer sufficient for him.

And with the disappearance of the shadow waterfall that came out of the hospital where Sezgin was and reached the sky, his brows were furrowed. "But you did a very stupid job and destroy
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