"Then naturally... I'll execute you on the spot."
Duanmu Qing spoke with a smile in his voice.
Yet his eyes were incomparably cold.
The awakened one shuddered in alarm. "Aren't you afraid I'll kill him?"
"Don't think this little distance can stop my ability..."
Sensing that his tone had become somewhat forceful, he adjusted his posture again. "Look, there's no deep-seated grudge between us."
Although he had led a group of people to barge in here and had intended to kill the other side's subordinates, hadn't he failed to kill anyone?
Although their battle had wrecked this hall beyond recognition, those were merely material things. They could simply rebuild after destroying them. Could such things possibly be more important than a noble awakened one like him?
He was an awakened one.
After the apocalypse arrived, he had been chosen by the heavens—a chosen one, a new human, a higher existence above ordinary people.
"I'm willing to join you. My ability is also very useful, and it'll only become stronger in the future."
He did not believe his strength would stop here.
When he had first awakened, even controlling one person had been extremely difficult. Later, as his strength gradually improved, he became able to control two people.
This proved that his ability would not remain like this forever. Perhaps one day, with a casual crook of his finger, he would be able to control everyone in an entire city.
Thinking of the scene where he stood above tens of thousands, with everyone kneeling before him, he was unwilling to stop here.
How could he possibly accept that?
So, in order to survive, even if he had to submit to them and join their faction, it was nothing.
The awakened one believed he had already lowered his stance enough, and he