This familiar voice reminded Dick at once. It was the voice of Aphelios, who had been framed up by him on the first floor of the Halidom!
But Dick didn't expect that he was still alive, and how did he obtain such a powerful strength? He couldn't have made a special deal with the magical beast, could he?
The purple thorn in his hand had already stabbed Dick. The surging evil power finally made him frown.
This should never be a human's power. It must have been some special arcane that had been activated by Aphelios to control so many puppets. At the same time, he forced his strength to the nine-stage spirit level.
Dick's head hit hard on the bridge of the nose of Aphelios. With a muffled groan, the hand that was strangling Dick's neck loosened involuntarily. Dick got out of the way and punched at Aphelios hundreds of meters away.
But then the giant body of the strange bird fell from the sky. The heavy claws tore Dick's body apart, and the sharp pain almost tore Dick in half.