Chapter 877: The Old Codger

Night was about to fall. Yet the northern lands of the Cutmore Kingdom had grown livelier instead of quiet, because someone had dared demand ransom from Bloodlust Hall. From above, the world looked like it had split into glittering streams of human figures, all pouring toward a towering peak. Everyone wanted a glimpse of the kidnapper. It had been years, and this was the first time anyone had ever had the nerve to abduct a disciple of Bloodlust Hall. At that moment, one of Frank Yale's avatars...