The instant the shrill blaze descended from the Sky Dome, the entire heavens seemed to be dyed crimson.
Like thick blood slowly running down glass, leaving behind a stain that would not fade.
And amid the bloodstained sky, only a streak of iron light fell, seeming slow yet swift.
Entwined by threads of lightning, a heavy, slender blade like a sword emerged from the Brilliant Light. The Heavy Mass Bullet - Harpoon revealed its true form.
Behind the constantly flaking rust lay an eternal blackness like an abyss.
Within that voidlike darkness glimmered countless pinpricks of light, dreamlike in their beauty—and enough to make Grand Duke Demon Mountain's soul tremble.
Involuntarily, he felt fear!
—What the hell was that thing?!?!
What frightened him even more, though, was the look Huai Shi gave him in that instant.
As if he were a Little White Mouse in a laboratory.
When one lifted a syringe, one's smile was full of blessings and anticipation.
What kind of result would this injection bring?
Would you die?
I was very curious!
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If there were a vote for the most conscientious client in the world, the Continuance Institute would undoubtedly rank first.
Even though they did not possess such a thing as a conscience at all.
No haggling, no cutting orders, no meddling, no withholding budgets. Whether advance payment or final payment, their transfers had always arrived as fast as lightning.
They never defaulted.
The Remains of the Sun still needed time to prepare, but the Supreme Essence they had promised was delivered less than a week after the wager ended.
In truth, what they delivered was a completely new implantable auxiliary ritual, along with a full installation service package that included one Creator and one Grandmaster. In the end, both sides worked together for two