Chapter 775: The Black Sun Lanci Saw_3

Until he killed them all, or they came to kill him.

He would never stop.

"Never forgive, never release."

"Brethren have awoken, we cannot sleep!"

The man's lips moved almost silently, like the whisper of a wraith or an edict from a tyrant.

With those notes falling, his silhouette once again blended into the pitch-black, holding his Black Mist Skeleton Scepter, he stepped forward alone.

Lanci jolted awake from his doze.

Glancing at the clock, he realized he had accidentally fallen asleep for about ten minutes.

"You're awake?"

Siegler leaned lazily on the couch, her gaze drifting through the window grille to the snowflakes dancing outside.

Noticing Lanci's awakening, she lowered her head to watch him.

Lanci's eyes widened as he realized he was lying on Siegler's lap, and she was gently stroking his forehead.

"!"

Lanci immediately sat up, creating some distance between himself and Siegler.

Where his eyes landed was no longer the dim and dark of his dreams.