Laplace slowly raised his hand and pulled the several Rock Spears embedded in his body out one by one.
After the Rock Spears were removed, Laplace's body did not bleed. His wounds even began to heal at a pace visible to the naked eye.
Even his heart, which had been pierced by the Rock Spears, was slowly reshaped by a strange power.
When Teare and Forthman saw this, the panic on their faces immediately eased.
Mo Li frowned at the sight.
As expected of an immortal body. This recovery speed was nearly on par with the super Recovery Potions made by Rimuru.
"An immortal body? That is indeed a little troublesome."
Although Mo Li knew that Laplace possessed an immortal body, he still acted as though this were his first time seeing it.
"Unknown powerhouse, I would like to discuss a condition with you."
By now, most of Laplace's injuries had recovered. He slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Li floating in the sky.
At this point, forget about Jaldabaoth—so long as the three of them could survive, that would be enough.
"Let's hear it."
Mo Li raised an eyebrow. How could he not know what Laplace wanted to say? But he still wanted Laplace to say it himself, because before long, Laplace might no longer be able to speak.
"Let us leave, and we swear that for the rest of our lives, we will never set foot in the Jura Great Forest again."
"You have seen my strength and abilities. You cannot kill me. As long as you agree, I will immediately lift the curse on your friend and leave this place. In a sense, we do not bear much hatred toward each other, do we?"
Laplace spoke.
Mo Li shook his head after hearing Laplace's words.