As Zion gently moved his hand around the sphere, an image started to appear.
In the image was a man donned in black robes. He sat in the center with his legs crossed and corpses floating around him.
The man’s eyes suddenly flew wide open before he raised his head slightly.
“President Zeigler, to what do I owe the pleasure?” he said faintly.
“Seven Deadly Stars, Jared is still alive. Are you not going to do anything after he killed your disciples? I can give you his whereabouts right now, but you should stop sending your zombie puppets. Those mindless scraps are not enough to kill Jared!”
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