chapter 96 If you want to die, I will help you (2)

Shirle shrank in her mother's embrace.
Just minutes ago, she had witnessed her childhood playmate being turned into a dried corpse by Dark Spirit using some kind of worm.
She knew very well how terrifying this man, who looked like a zombie, truly was.
Outside, there was a chorus of wailing and cries for help, but inside the courtyard, Jonathan remained focused on tending to the Silver Scale Grass.
It seemed like everything happening outside had nothing to do with him.
All eyes were...