There was another long silence.
But this time, it was not the mournful silence that represented wordlessness like before.
Instead, Ariel sensed that this mutant, who had a sword pressed against his neck, looked as though he was about to run away.
He had thought that after hearing the entire story, Lin An would sigh with emotion for a long while, or perhaps display some special emotion, such as sympathy or prolonged shock.
But there was nothing. Absolutely nothing.
This monster seemed to have no emotions at all. After listening to everything, he simply asked whether there were any "benefits."
Billions of people had died. Was that not shocking? Were the sacrifices they had made to regain hope not moving enough to bring tears?
Their entire civilization's story had been condensed into this. Could it not stir even the slightest emotion in this monster?
Helplessness.
Amid the strange silence, Ariel coughed twice:
"Perfected One, we don't want to hide anything from you."
"I believe you've already guessed that we hope you can help us resolve—"
Before Ariel could finish, Lin An swiftly sheathed Cain's Blade and took off running. His aura erupted from his body, as though he would dive into the Space Channel and vanish right before their eyes the next second.
The gale stirred up by his speed whipped across Ariel's face, leaving him dumbfounded.
What the hell!? He's running already!?
Couldn't you at least let me finish speaking!?
Seeing Lin An run faster than a rabbit, Ariel suddenly widened his eyes. For a moment, he had no idea what to do.
Should he use Space Lockdown to capture Lin An and drag him back!?
But how would that be any different from coercion?
In his desperation, he watched Lin An disappear from sight and shouted at the