In the center of the altar, Felix looked serious. He tried his best to withdraw his hand, but a terrible suction force sucked his hand tightly on the egg.
Felix felt that the energy in his body was deprived by the black egg again. He looked serious and frowned.
Felix released the pressure on his body towards the egg, and the pressure immediately condensed the nearby blood mist into water drops. The blood dripped slowly along with the eggshell and along Felix's little face to the ground.
Soon, Felix's hair was wet. Felix shook his hair, and the blood and sweat fell to the ground. Some water drops fell on the black egg, which made the egg more excited.
Felix's eyes began to blur. In his eyes, everything around him began to be shrouded in a red mist, and his pupils also became red.
"Allen! Allen! Come here!" Felix shouted with his last sanity, but his voice was as weak as a fly's murmur.