"But I don't want this kind of youth." Warren lifted up his gorgeous robe, revealing his milk-white belly.

On the belly, Yak's face is looming.

In other parts of the belly, there are also delicate and soft little hands the size of a pinky finger, like a baby.

Even if he reluctantly cuts them off, those little hands will grow out of his body like mushrooms.

Obviously, this is a sequelae caused by witchcraft.

He did regain his youth, but the ghost of Ark and the weird things of the warp also haunted him.

"That's just because your witchcraft steps are not perfect, sir." The businessman said without any fear, "But there is still a remedy."

"What can I do?" Warren asked with an ugly look on his face.

"Look for a place where the barriers to reality are weaker and the power of ether is stronger, and just drive away the ghosts."

"Where can there be a place like this?"

"Far away in the horizon, but so close in front of us, isn't the lighthouse that the original body is repairing used to connect to the subspace? That is the most suitable place. Go there and recite the incantation to expel ghosts once, and that's it."

The businessman said with a smile.
Chapter completed!