"Thor would definitely beat you up if he heard that. No matter how many times Meow Meow Hammer cheated on him, it will always be his white moonlight."
Andrew said solemnly. It was a good thing Thor was not here, or he would absolutely have struck both of them dead—not because they were making fun of Thor, but because they had dared slander Meow Meow Hammer.
"Men should be a little more scummy, like you. Otherwise, they get hurt too easily."
Galacta sighed. Andrew complained, "You're getting off topic. You don't believe that weapon is cursed? I'm telling you, it's about to turn on its owner."
Andrew had not concealed those words, so everyone present heard them, including the Mastermind. But he did not care at all. He even looked at Andrew with disdain. What a joke. This was the divine artifact most suited to him. How could it possibly turn on him?
"King of Abilities, ever since I showed myself, you've been spouting nonsense. Don't tell me I scared you?"
The Mastermind sneered. Andrew shook his head and said, "I've been telling the truth the whole time. I've been telling you the truth, but unfortunately, you haven't understood a word of it. With your intelligence, you really don't deserve the name Mastermind.
"All right, this game is about over. We have serious business to handle next, so I won't keep you around."
"King of Abilities, I'd like to see how you're going to finish me off."
The Mastermind said disdainfully. At that moment, the Spear of Chaos in his hand suddenly lost control and thrust itself into his chest, piercing through him and emerging from his back covered in blood.
The Mastermind spat out blood and stared at the Spear of Chaos in disbelief. How was this possible? Why