The Bloodline thought for a moment, then tilted his head and said: "I see... Are you and Jack the Ripper's sister the same type of Celestial Driver?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Minghuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was just thinking, would such nonsense be exposed? Unexpectedly, there really exist Celestial Drivers who grow stronger by killing?
No wonder for Jack the Ripper, killing and dismembering is as familiar as drinking water. After all, she has to kill to promote her Celestial Driver rank, he thought as he said:
"Maybe?"
"You're quite lucky then," the Bloodline interrupted, "These types of Celestial Drivers generally have high limits, just like Jack the Ripper's sister, she's only a second-rank Exorcist and already so formidable."
"So... are they left to me to handle?"
Ji Minghuan glanced at the nine men suspended on the amusement ride's top disk.
