Chapter 845: The Best Choice

of pitch-black smoke erupt from the entrance carved out by the archaeology team. Behind it trailed a long string of black smoke, accompanied by various chilling cries of ghosts.At night, it felt part... even theirs.And Doddle curled up on the neck of the whirlwind, boldly hopping onto Ripples' bed. Ripples smiled and asked:How are your investigations goingThe flower trembled its petals, twisting its...