Slumped on the sofa, Fang Zheng looked utterly drained, his face ashen.
Couldn't pull it...
Couldn't pull anything...
Fang Zheng didn't know whether his luck had abandoned him, but he had already done ten ten-pulls in a row, and all he got was a pile of trash. Sure, saying every ten-pull was nine three-stars plus Steel Apology might have been a little much, but it was close enough!
Ten ten-pulls!
Ten!
Out of ten ten-pulls, he had only pulled three Silver Grade Soul Stones and one Gold Grade... Frostmourne!
That was right. The best thing Fang Zheng had pulled so far was actually a Frostmourne!
MMP!!
By now, Fang Zheng was beginning to question his entire life.
What happened to the guaranteed drop? I've spent this much money, so you should at least give me the guarantee... No, wait, it did give me one, but...
With that thought, Fang Zheng wearily looked ahead. Right before him, a "war" was about to break out.
"Listen carefully. The Master's weapons are Esther and me. There's no place for you here."
Lestia narrowed her eyes slightly and glared at the girl standing before her. She looked about fifteen or sixteen, dressed in a pitch-black bodysuit. Her snow-white hair was tied into twin ponytails behind her, and a pair of long horns resembling ram horns grew from her head.
At that moment, the white-haired twin-tailed girl merely stared silently at Lestia and Esther without saying a word.
That was right. This was Frostmourne...
Well, Fang Zheng had no idea which Worldline had gone wrong, but when his Frostmourne was summoned, it had actually taken human form. Although she could still transform into a weapon, that was precisely why Lestia and Esther had exploded.
What a joke. The Master only needed us as his weapons!