I Have a Cell Phone

"Wait!!!"

A sudden voice rang out on the upper battlefield.

Well, it was not exactly sudden. Ye Tai had been howling miserably under the barrage of blows, and his verbal output had never stopped. This time, however, he sounded particularly righteous.

Covered in wounds, his hair disheveled and his clothes in tatters, he was filled with indignation. Yet he still endured another spatial strike head-on and raised a hand, trying to stop this one-sided assault.

"I need to take a call—no, reply to a text."

Just like last time when he fought the God of Depravity and the others, it was as ill-timed as ever, yet he was utterly serious.

The God of Space had not wanted to waste words with this fellow any longer. He just wanted to finish him quickly. Though Shattered was more tenacious than he had expected, defeat was already certain. No matter how stubbornly he endured the beating, before Annihilation recovered, the God of Space could kill him a hundred times over.

However, seeing that Ye Tai seemed even more serious than during his previous stalling, even lowering his defensive stance, he slowed his assault suspiciously.

"What trick are you playing now? This little time is not enough for you to recover even the slightest injury. Your wounds have already reached the origin," the God of Space said.

Ye Tai raised a hand and solemnly indicated that he should give him a few seconds. He could kill him after those few seconds. It was time to reply to a message, and it was important. He could not be distracted, so stop yapping beside him. His life would be theirs soon enough anyway, so what was the rush?

With his other hand, he took out his phone and saw a message from Tang Chuan. It contained