Wang Ming...
Qing He...
Wang Quan...
The three looked at the corpse, then at one another, meeting each other's eyes in silence.
The protector Wang Ming had longed for was dead.
The helper Wang Quan and the others had been counting on was dead too.
"Good riddance!" Qing He clapped in approval. "Now you have no helpers, and neither do we."
"We're evenly matched."
"Stop running now. Stay and fight to the death!"
Wang Ming shook his head. "Impossible!"
"How is this fair?"
"There are two of you against one of me. How is that fair?"
Qing He raised an eyebrow and was about to say something, but Wang Quan shook his head. "Xiao Ming, you've lived so long. How are you still so naive?"
"Fairness? When you held authority and controlled the rules, why didn't you talk about fairness?"
"You've accumulated countless years of reserves in this historical fragment. You can mobilize anyone in this historical fragment to help you kill us!"
"You're the king of this world."
"And we're just a bunch of outsiders with no roots here at all."
"You hold an absolute advantage. That's unfair to us."
"We haven't even cried foul. What are you making such a fuss about?"
"We're the ones being wronged!"
Wang Ming ground his teeth. "No, I'm the one being wronged!"
"This historical fragment betrayed me. Those dead bastards have been gnawing away at my anchor point authority."
"My helper is gone!"
"You came to kill me before I even had time to grow and develop."
"This isn't fair at all."
"You should wait until I reach the Golden Core Pinnacle before descending."
"Then any Divine Ability of mine could reduce you to dust and ashes."
"What right do you have to come after me now?"
"You shouldn't be doing this."