Amid the starry sky, the power belonging to the Star Tear was dispersed. Dark Tide surged forth, trying to erase heat and vitality. Two figures emerged: one wore a blue Wizard Robe, while the other, a tall Red-robed Figure, gripped him by the back of the neck with one hand.
A red halo spread out, forming a space roughly ten meters across and separating inside from outside. Even mortals could survive within it, supplied with countless gases such as trace elements and oxygen, suitable for most lifeforms.
Moon God Wang Ya's expression collapsed. Being carried around like this felt particularly awful. The other party was clearly serious about taking him to the Wizards' Initial Starfield.
Trouble had wrapped around him, and he had no power to resist.
He could not help apologizing to his main body. This Split Body is useless. I actually let the witch have her way. Everything now depends on whether you can pull yourself together.
Xi Ya said with a smile, "You seem rather unhappy, little Wang Ya. Shall big sister here give you some guidance?"
Moon God Wang Ya said nothing. Maintaining his final shred of stubbornness, he closed his eyes.
Out of sight, out of mind.
He sealed off his hearing so he could not hear it, and stopped dwelling on it.
On second thought, this was not his fault either.
Everything had gone awry through a twist of fate and a fortunate coincidence.
The Split Body's power came from the main body.
The main body had not given him enough power, which was what had led to the present situation.
Moon God Wang Ya opened his eyes, a lustrous light gleaming within them.
That was right. When all was said and done, it was the main body's fault.
The main body only needed