The taciturn Casper simply nodded, while Ackerman said, "Lord Boyle, without your help, we might already be dead in the dueling arena. Your kindness and strength are the reasons we look up to you."

Todd stretched out his hands toward their foreheads: "Next, I'm going to take you to a place where all you have to do is relax and let your souls respond to my call."

As the two people opposite him slowly closed their eyes, Todd transformed his fingers into hair-thin spikes that pierced through Ackerman and Kasper's noses and drilled directly into their brains.

The next second, when the two opened their eyes, they found themselves in an underground temple that Todd had prepared in advance.

"This! What is this?!" Ackerman looked at everything around him, his eyes seemingly about to pop out, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Kasper wasn't much better off; after looking around, he almost tripped over himself while taking a step.

Todd snapped his fingers, and a sea of ​​stars appeared in the temple's "sky," while intricate and unfathomable characters appeared on the surrounding walls.

A pale blue light enveloped Todd's body, and his size slowly increased. His eyes emitted a blinding white light, making him look like a god from a mythological story.

With his psychological defenses completely shattered, Ackerman's knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees.

Immediately afterwards, Kasper knelt on one knee and bowed his head respectfully.

Todd's voice became ethereal, distant, and deafening: "Mortals, I have a task for you."