Master of the Secret Witch
Chapter 891

I Want Narrative Authority

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In the Empty Dark Universe, the shrieks constantly releasing hatred continued, but Cnosaeus, their source, had gradually emerged from its frenzy.

He crouched at the edge of the universe, bound by countless Narrative Domain chains.

He was fat, bloated, and incomparably pale.

With his lips tightly pressed together, he stared at Tang Qi with eyes like enormous crimson planets.

Within them lay malice and hatred that could never be dispelled.

But Tang Qi did not care in the slightest. After their brief clash, he was already certain that although this Lord of Hatred, Ravaging, and Enslavement was still far from the state of "weakness and downfall," he had indeed fallen from the rank of Master. His long imprisonment had weakened him to the extreme.

Tang Qi could not kill him, but protecting himself would not be a problem.

He did not leave Dream Master's Body, confronting him in the universe in the form of a Phosphorescent Tentacle Monster.

Tang Qi had no doubt that this fellow might pounce again at any moment. He was already starving beyond endurance.

Without hesitation, Tang Qi spoke through Master's Body.

A vast voice that pierced straight into the soul burrowed into the depths of Cnosaeus's long-imprisoned mind.

"Do you want freedom?"

Without wasting words, Tang Qi got straight to the point.

Cnosaeus's reaction was equally unsurprising.

Boom!

A howl filled with pain and despair, accompanied by crimson light, flooded the universe.

That enormous, bloated, pale body, seemingly capable of swallowing the universe whole, slowly split open along a seam. A figure emerged from within.

He had disheveled hair and wore tattered robes of an ancient style. His handsome face lay somewhere between human and elf, his ears long and pointed, his eye sockets deeply defined, and a faint white fuzz covered his body. It

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