Gray Mist turned his head to look at Richard. Compared to his previous fury, his expression was somewhat calmer now.
After all, as the saying went, no matter how great the hatred, once a person died, it was over.
Gray Mist had already died six times. His hatred had nearly dissipated... Of course not... In fact, it was the opposite. Having reached its limit, his hatred made Gray Mist less eager for swift revenge. He wanted to torment Richard bit by bit instead.
"Cough, cough..."
Gray Mist coughed lightly twice, raised his eyelids, and quietly watched Richard.
Richard frowned and met Gray Mist's gaze. The four Energy Furnaces within his body kept running as he prepared to go all out.
"Mm, you know, I truly thought it was impossible for you to kill me three times on your own—especially after I had already died three times, for you to kill me three more times by yourself. Like I said, every time I die, I become stronger." Gray Mist looked at Richard and spoke slowly. "In that regard, I underestimated you. I should apologize."
As he spoke, Gray Mist actually bowed slightly before continuing, "You are more exceptional than I imagined. Before, I only saw you as a damned traitor and wanted to kill you to settle everything. Now, you are still damned, and you are still a traitor, but I am no longer in such a hurry to kill you—I would rather learn more about you, because I have discovered that you have quite a few secrets.
"When you killed me for the sixth time just now, what you used was very unusual. Even with my knowledge, I have no idea what it was. And I could sense that its destructive power was terrifying. If a dozen or several dozen