Chapter 60 Purple Mist
Dense coffee-and-eigar pheromones burst from Sain in an instant.
The faint bitterness and coffee-rich scent formed a net around julian, wrapping him layer by layer, try to trap and bind him.
“What rank are you? B? No… your psychic power is unstable, but you can pierce into my psychic sea an throw it into chaos instantly…”
Sain muttered, his grip on Julian’s wrist tightening.
“Oh. A-rank.”
The chaos in his psychic sea and the thrill of discovering an Omega mixed together, making him visibl excited.
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