Flim looked at the confused Thor, and a smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"My ambush this time was a joint scheme between you and Gorsa, wasn't it?"
"My mentor didn't tell me the specifics, but Lord Norton contacted me and asked me to help. I did make a small change to the plan, though."
He'd gone from an accomplice to the mastermind, destroying most of the Lost Corridor and completely depriving Flim of the means to notify the Judgment Court.
Thor had long suspected that the Lost Corridor was the foundation of Flim's Tier 4 status and the means by which he'd resurrected.
But Thor hadn't planned to destroy the Lost Corridor completely. The Judgment Court needed Flim, and so did Nephrite.
Even if Flim wouldn't die, though, he could never be free again.
Before entering, Thor had already reached an agreement with Ailuo. Flim would remain trapped inside this small square, but Ailuo would take him to the coast of the Red Sea. Whenever the Black Tide struck, Flim would use his own power to activate the Defense Array.
Didn't Flim want to protect Nephrite?
Then he could devote himself to protecting it, without having time to do anything else!
Surely, for the sake of the Nephrite Continent, no matter how frustrated and resentful Flim felt, he would still give everything he had when the Black Tide came.
That was Thor's revenge.
Hadn't Flim forced others to protect Nephrite?
Then it was only fair that he be forced to do it himself!
Flim knew exactly how Thor had changed the plan. After all, nearly half of his divided soul had ended up in Gorsa's belly. Only a tiny fraction had escaped back to his original body, after Norton stopped blocking the return passage.
Even as