Vita: Um... Do you think I still have a chance? (Being good) / Cute and cuddly, but not the sharpest tool in the shed-Shā, Xingtian-style.

Splat!

Suo, using both hands and all her strength to brace against Chen Luo's finger, lowered her head and looked at her chest.

A short sword had pierced through her body, its silver tip protruding from the other side.

"Creator God, what do you think of this gift? Let me offer you victory with the short sword you gave me." Vita, holding The Sword That Stabs Whoever Gives It, wore a breathtakingly beautiful smile.

"...Why?"

"Because... I want freedom more. How's that for a reason?" After letting go of the short sword, Vita raised the silver scalpel in her other hand.

The two weapons Suo had temporarily given Vita, both obtained from Chen Luo, were once again serving their purpose well.

They had successfully laid the foundation for this victory.

And upon seeing this, Chen Luo, who had been holding back in battle for fear of defeating Suo too quickly, finally became serious!

Vita: So... Do I Still Have a Chance? (Being Good)

"Hahahaha, Vita, just as I imagined, you made the most correct choice. From the very first time I saw you, I could see the deepest desire buried in your heart—the desire for freedom." Giant-like Chen Luo let out the laugh of a true troublemaker.

If Aha had been present, he would definitely have paid this play even greater respect.

"So... giving these two weapons to me was also because you anticipated that I would use them to raise the blade of rebellion against the Creator God? Then it seems your ability to foresee the future—or rather, your eyes—surpass even the Creator God's All-Knowing All-Seeing Eye." Vita played with the silver scalpel in her hand.

"I, Kal'tsit, know all."

"Oh, so your real name is Kal'tsit? I didn't expect you not to tell me your real name. That