"Now, get out of here. Hurry."
Without waiting for Zeta to answer, the man in sunglasses darted straight toward the village entrance.
"Father..."
Watching him go, Zeta started to follow.
But a moment later...
She stopped in her tracks and fell deep into thought.
If they had come only for her, running away would spare her tribespeople.
But...
Weren't there far too many of them?
She watched the dense ranks of figures swarming in from every direction.
In a situation like this...
No matter how she looked at it, they could not be targeting her alone.
In fact...
Their numbers were more than enough to wipe out the entire Golden Leopard Tribe.
Zeta clenched her fists, her fingers turning slightly white.
She was fairly strong.
But in a battle like this, she had no power to turn things around.
After a moment of silence, she took the Flyer Lin Luo had given her out of her clothes.
The Devils of legend...
Did they really exist?
Perhaps it was all a lie.
But... what if they did?
Without hesitation, Zeta gazed at the Devil Flyer and silently recited, Mr. Devil, please answer my call.
Her gaze was resolute.
If it did not work...
Then she would die alongside everyone else.
But in the next instant...
A light shone in her eyes.
Hum!
An arcane, inscrutable Magic Circle spun out of the Flyer.
A moment later...
Lin Luo appeared and landed on the ground.
He smiled at Zeta. "I knew we would meet again."
"What wish would you like me to grant?"
Zeta's eyes widened.
He had actually appeared.
She had only meant to give it a try.
Who could have imagined that a miracle would really happen?
She asked instinctively, "Are you really a Devil?"
"The genuine article."
As Lin Luo