Chapter 288: Humanoid Puppet

Brock Yale found himself on the Fifth Level of the Prison Tower…and everything felt different. His body felt light, almost weightless. At the same time, it was as if countless eyes were fixed on him. At that moment… Brock stood face-to-face with the Humanoid Puppet, confusion written all over his face. Then the Guardian's voice drifted in, low and eerie. "Kid. Try circulating your qi." Brock heard it and instinctively did as told. "Hm!" A soft hum rang out. The Humanoid Puppet's shape...