After listening to Fente's confident speech, Oko remained expressionless and silent.
"."
Fente smiled cheerfully and remarked with feeling:
"Well, well, who would've thought? You exhausted every possible means to corner us to death inside that relic space, only to end up waiting for a Butcher Hunter instead~"
"I thought he'd abandoned us long ago, but it seems this man isn't quite so detestable after all~"
"The people on our side should be sent over by him soon enough~"
"Hehehe."
"Momo, today, fate has decreed that you return to my side!"
Oko continued to say nothing.
"."
Fente glanced toward the main battlefield at the end of the world, then comforted Oko in a gentle tone:
"But there's no need for you to make that face."
"Because you shouldn't be going back now."
"Look at that wall of black fog standing in the distance. It's so vast it looks ready to swallow heaven and earth, which means there are at least a thousand Abyss Mist Nests inside it at once!"
"At this point, your hunter forces have already been completely surrounded by the abyssal army."
"Enemies of that level, in those numbers, would require at least ten thousand Master Hunters to handle!"
"But where could your Auling Hunter Corps possibly find so much Fifth-Dream combat power? It would be one thing if you had brought the church's knights along, but in your arrogance, you chose not to!"
"So, Momo, even if I truly let you leave, going back now would only be throwing your life away for nothing!"
Hearing this, Oko suddenly spoke in a cold tone:
"We have more than just Master Hunters on our side."
Fente's expression froze slightly, before he burst out laughing.
"You mean you have Apex Hunters stationed over there?"
"Hehehe! Stop dreaming in broad