[Rotten-Clothes Lady] chuckled, looking at Mo Yi with interest.
"Your first time observing a Level Eleven Calamity, and you're already so eager to learn more?"
Kaitis, president of the Heavenly Fire Society in the Americas, tossed his hair ostentatiously. "Beautiful lady, of course we are. If you don't mind, might you tell us this one's name?"
Gerard, commander of the New Roman Court Knights, nearly blacked out. He desperately wanted to throw Kaitis into the mass of Calamities below.
Only this guy would dare flirt in front of a Level Ten Calamity.
Morkov, commander-in-chief of North Russia's Steel Corps, could hardly bear to watch. He had exactly the same thought as Gerard.
Noticing that the ice-cold figure had no intention of stopping her, [Rotten-Clothes Lady] was happy to do the Present World a favor.
After all, all four of its top combatants were here, and they had cut off [Abyssal Erosion]'s head not long ago.
Hmm... not to be underestimated. Worth investing in.
"This one dwells deep within the Level Eleven Forbidden Zone... [Eternal Frozen Silence]. If you don't want the Present World to return to the Ice Age, you'd best watch what you say."
Mo Yi tapped his head. "Then can you tell us what you've come here to do?"
[Rotten-Clothes Lady] said nothing, her fathomless gaze turning toward the entrance to the River of Forgetfulness on Dead Island. She could sense something gestating within, about to be born.
And this new thing on the verge of being born would have an immeasurably profound impact on them, and on the Third Zone.
The others likewise gazed silently at Dead Island, seemingly waiting for something.
Sun Cheng glanced sideways at Chen Ze. The White Tiger Division had sent only the two of them, one in the open and one concealed,