"With your power, even if you couldn't survive in the Underground World, you'd still be able to roam freely through the Death Storm. Why come to me? Don't tell me you came back because we've spent so much time together that you've grown attached to me."
Canary looked up at Reilo, his expression grave.
"I've made up my mind!"
Reilo frowned, puzzled. "Made up your mind about what?"
"From what you've told me, the main force of those Superhumans is sealed away. Yet even a small number of stragglers who crossed time and space to arrive here could easily destroy the Underground World. Forgive my bluntness, but from the perspective of my long life, I'm pessimistic about this world. One day, all life will face the same Destruction we once faced, so..."
Canary spoke one word at a time. "I want your ticket—a ticket to escape using your true body before the end of the world, thousands of years from now!"
At those words, Reilo's eyes narrowed slightly. He made no reply.
Canary naturally knew what Reilo was worried about. It spoke grimly. "At any cost!"
The room fell silent for a while.
After a long moment of thought, Reilo finally said slowly, "There is indeed something about you that I want. It's something I've been yearning for ever since I confirmed what you told me about the Aurora Spacetime Fortress."
"What?"
"A life as long as yours."
Canary was slightly taken aback, then gave a bitter smile. "Don't you already have that?"
Huh?
Reilo frowned, looking at Canary in confusion.
"If I'm not mistaken, your true body already has an extraordinarily long lifespan because of its special nature—far longer than a demon god's. It could remain immortal for thousands of years, perhaps even longer. And your true body has