Chapter 404: I am a natural disaster, and I will kill you all!

The Silver Demon Bird transformed into a human form, with eyes serene as autumn waters, white hair cascading like a waterfall, and a faint smile upon her face. Even the omnipresent decayed mist in this tomb-like world was dispersed by the soft halo emanating from her.

Just by this appearance alone, if ordinary people were to see her, they would not hesitate to believe she was a merciful Bodhisattva come to relieve suffering.

However, Algres's heart was on guard, a cautious look in his eyes.

The Silver Demon Bird's gaze paused briefly on Algres, as if he had discovered something, but she did not point it out and instead asked, "How goes the preparation for the ritual?"

"Most of it is complete," Algres replied. "But the remaining parts still need some materials to be gathered."

"You've worked hard," the Silver Demon Bird nodded.

"May I ask why senior has come to find me?" Algres inquired.