Without a doubt, Sithorn's words had pushed Allen straight into the spotlight.
Whether it was Thanos or Odin, both began sizing him up with strange looks.
After all, anyone who could know a dimensional demon god and survive was certainly anything but ordinary.
Sakura, meanwhile, wore a puzzled expression.
"Old friend? Sorry, but I don't consider you an old friend. Besides, we only met briefly once before. We can hardly be said to have any relationship." Allen refuted him expressionlessly.
Although he knew the other party had recognized him, he had no desire to expose his identity at a time like this.
But Sithorn clearly had no intention of letting Allen off so easily. Controlling the possessed alien, he stepped closer and leaned against Allen's ear to ask in a low voice, "Has the Dark Egg I gave you still not hatched? Or are you truly that afraid of me leaving a tiny marker in your soul?"
"You seem to have misunderstood something. I didn't refrain from hatching the Dark Egg out of fear. I'm waiting for the right opportunity. Besides, as Chthon, why are you so eager to escape this universe?" Allen asked meaningfully.
"Escape? No! I'm merely too bored and want to experience more novelty and excitement. Remember this: the power of Dark Magic is always transmitted through contracts and exchanges. If you want to obtain it, you must reach an agreement with me."
As he said this, Sithorn's tone was full of warning.
He clearly knew that Allen was not the sort to obediently sit down and sign an agreement. Behind the scenes, he would certainly try to unravel the secrets of Sithorn's Dark Magic.
Such things were not uncommon in the multiverse.
"Heh, then let's wait and see." Allen merely smiled noncommittally.
He clearly did not