It had to be said that the Dark Blue Silver King had been frightened by Tang Ya's mad actions.
As a consciousness that had only been born not long ago, its understanding of the human world was still limited to food.
Even Tang Ya, its host, was merely food in its eyes—reserve food it could consume whenever it was hungry.
But it also knew it could not push Tang Ya too hard. If it drained her too severely and killed its host outright, it would die along with her.
For that very reason, it had no understanding of human emotions or the things people stubbornly held fast to.
When hungry, one ate. When threatened, one did everything possible to eliminate the threat. Basing everything on one's own survival—this was the Dark Blue Silver King's law of survival.
Only when such unconditional self-interest collided with a spirit of sacrifice did the Dark Blue Silver King feel fear toward its host for the first time.
This woman was actually willing to perish together with it just to stop it!
Large clusters of tender leaves grew from Tang Ya's chest, like blooming winter plum blossoms, blocking the Dark Blue Silver Overlord Spear as it stabbed toward her chest.
The helplessness Tang Ya had once felt when facing the Dark Blue Silver King as it ran rampant through her body was now being returned to it in full, without interruption.
With the Blue Silver Overlord Spear aimed at her heart blocked by the leaves, Tang Ya felt no relief at having survived a disaster. All she had was the determination to utterly destroy the Dark Blue Silver King.
Right now, she could not even perish together with the Dark Blue Silver King. If she did not seize this chance to kill it, she would