Chapter 221: My Lord, Be Careful, Come Back Alive

"Wait." Stefan Zimmerman fixed his burning gaze on the red‑haired man. "Let me ask you this. If a mortal dies… can they be brought back?" Since this man was an Immortal, he had to have a way to resurrect Hailey Yare. Right? "Hmph. I already told you, ant, you have no right to question me. Go die!" The red‑haired man jabbed a finger. From his fingertip a scorching red streak shot out. It was a tongue of flame, radiating heat that felt capable of burning all things to ash. It howled down...