"Heh~ Who am I?"
Yamada Miki let out a sinister laugh and said:
"You'll find out about that later."
But at this moment, Yamada Miki suddenly changed his tone and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, your soul doesn't belong to the world of the Chosen Ones either."
With these words, a look of shock briefly flashed across Mari Kyoko's composed face:
"You!"
She looked incredulously at Yamada Miki, who seemed both familiar and unfamiliar, and then, as if thinking of something, she denied herself:
"Impossible!"
"As far as I know, there are no Soul Masters in this world."
"And someone like you who can identify soul problems at a glance is at least at the Divine Soul level, you..."
But at this moment, Mari Kyoko saw Yamada Miki walking into the distance, with his back to her, and said:
"This time."
"No one can change the fate of the Demon Race occupying this continent."
As Yamada Miki's figure gradually disappeared into the yellow sand, he left one last sentence:
