The battle on Saint Qing Island was over. Only one person's fate remained undecided.
That person was Bobo, who fought like a madman.
Once he stopped caring whether he lived or died, even a whole group could not hold him down.
Huang Ji waved a hand. "Enough. Everyone, move aside."
They hurriedly stopped fighting and cleared a path. But Bobo was still in a killing frenzy. Instead of taking the chance to escape, he charged into the crowd to press his advantage.
"Bobo!" Huang Ji pointed toward the ruins of the pyramid. "Arona is over there."
Bobo froze. He turned his head and saw Arona's corpse.
He walked over and, with a wet rip, tore off Arona's head.
Then he spotted the Biological Armor lying nearby and bent to pick it up.
"Put that down!" Wally moved to stop him.
Huang Ji held him back. "It's fine. Let him have it. He doesn't even have a target to fight."
Sure enough, Bobo did not put on the armor. Carrying both items, he returned to the deep pit where Saxon had died.
He sat down heavily, his tail curled around his waist, and placed the two items before the pit. Then he stared into space.
The others were speechless.
The battle was over, and he was still thinking about that task?
At the start of the gathering, Saxon had noticed that others were wearing Biological Armor while he was not, so he had told Bobo to fetch his.
Now Saxon was dead and the war was over. Only then had Bobo retrieved the armor and laid it before Saxon's grave...
Bobo might have fought like a madman, but deep down, he had no desire to fight and no goal.
He was not obsessed with battle. He was simply obsessed with completing