Chapter 776

But it wasn't over. Emerging from Simon's broken body was a swirling, intangible black mist. It floated ominously, attempting to escape the encirclement. The mist exuded an oppressive power, making the surrounding air feel heavy and stifling. Tamara's playful demeanor vanished instantly. Her eyes sharpened, and she shouted, "Easton!" Her voice was firm, devoid of its usual teasing tone, laced with a rare seriousness. "It's not getting away!" Easton growled. His spectral form separated from Andrew's body, though it left him visibly more translucent, his outline barely holding together. Unbothered, Easton turned to Andrew with a toothy grin. "Kid, watch closely. I'm showing you this move only once." Without waiting for a reply, Easton shot forward. His figure streaked across the sky, leaving behind faint afterimages. His clenched fist radiated immense power as he charged directly at the black mist, his aura swelling to an awe-inspiring intensity. Kern, or what was left of him in