Chapter 167. The Phoenix

~3RD PERSON’S POV~

“The moon goddess created a few special immortal beings that are currently hiding in so many different places in the world. And this may seem strange, but the blacksmith is one of those beings. Seven hundred years ago, he lost something important, and this caused him to give up all the good in him to become what he is today.There’s one thing you should know before approaching the blacksmith,” Margret said.

“What’s that?” Gabriella asked.

“The blacksmith isn't an abyss demon, so your new alpha aura won't affect him. His power may seem a lot like that of an abyss demon, but he's far from one,” Margret replied.

~Present~

“Hey,” Gabriella said as she stepped forward.

The blacksmith stood quietly, staring directly at Gabriella. Black smoke rose from his body into the air, and small sparks flew out in random directions.

“Something is wrong here,” Derren said.

“What do you mean?” Angela asked.“The blacksmith’s body changed