"Master, let me do it for you..."
"Death Light Orb, shut up."
The black-haired youth roared at the orb, then pulled out a Psionic Bomb and strapped it to himself.
The moment the other party caught him, he would kill himself and destroy his own soul as well, lest it fall into that terrifying angel's hands.
Kyle saw through his intentions and stopped playing the game of chase. His figure flickered, and he teleported in front of him.
The black-haired youth, who had been watching behind him, saw his target vanish in an instant. Just as he was about to relax, he heard the orb roar, "Master, ahead! Ahead!"
The black-haired youth, flying at high speed, turned around. Seeing the angel so close at hand, his face filled with shock before hardening into resolve.
"I'll fight you to the death."
Just as he was about to detonate the Psionic Bomb, the black-haired youth suddenly realized that he could no longer control his body.
"Looks like you were planning to risk your life?"
Kyle arrived before the black-haired youth, reached out, and took the Psionic Bomb fastened to his chest, crushing it lightly in his hand.
Under the gaze of the man and the orb, the Psionic Bomb exploded instantly. Yet the resulting fluctuations vanished without a trace in an instant, as though nothing had happened.
Seeing this, the black-haired youth immediately understood. That chase had merely been toying with him.
"Master, you have to pull yourself together!"
"You two are quite attached."
Although he could not understand what the man and the orb were saying, he could still tell what they were doing from their actions.
Kyle used Mage Hand to seize the black-haired youth and the orb, then flew toward the Star Moon Floating Ship.
On the deck of