141 The One Inside the Storm Well

"What an interesting young child." A rough and loud, yet not undesirable voice echoed through the depth of the Storm Well. The liquid energy inside the Storm Well produced ripples with every word.

Marcius turned around immediately as he could feel the voice coming from behind.

And what he saw made him gulp down the remaining potion inside his mouth with a bit of nervousness.

In front of him was the very large shadow of a beast, with its scarlet eyes trained on him.

And instinctually, Marcius knew the very reason he had braved this perilous journey to the heart of the Blue Wasteland was currently in front of him. And he was allowed to be nervous in front of such an existence.

Nevertheless, Marcius decided to start the conversation.

"Hello, Azot." He greeted.

"Oho. I see you can recognize me just from seeing my incorporeal form for a moment. There is more to you than meet the eyes, boy." The shadow of the beast replied in the same rough voice.