"Wait, don't run!"
Yang Yi shouted, about to set off after Reinhardt, who had "fled without a fight."
He had taken something of Yang Yi's and had yet to return it-a treasure that money couldn't buy.
His words made Cui Xiya, who had just been about to speak-or, more precisely, Saintess Istil, who occupied Cui Xiya's body-choke and cough several times.
Luckily, Reinhardt was fast and vanished in an instant. Otherwise, he would surely have turned back and killed this fool with a death wish.
"He'll return it in a moment. Listen to me first."
Saintess Istil swam over, controlling Cui Xiya's body, and called Yang Yi to a halt.
He looked at Cui Xiya, or rather Istil, with a somewhat strange expression.
This should have been a scene of divine manifestation, brimming with holiness, but Cui Xiya had stuffed Cui Bisi into her mouth, leaving only two legs dangling outside, so it looked strange no matter how he looked at it.
But Istil paid it no mind and did not spit Cui Bisi out. Instead, she continued.
"Time is limited. We can discuss the details once you reach the Holy Capital.
I know you're a player, and I have a general idea of what you've done.
But you don't need to worry about your exposure, at least not for these next two weeks.
Once you reach the Holy Capital, I will remove the restrictions the system left inside you, and tell you exactly what the system is and what sort of beings the players are.
Stop feeding the system's power. Its goal is to destroy this world. Otherwise, you will certainly regret it in the end. I guarantee that in the name of the Radiant Goddess..."
Istil spoke quickly, but her words were well organized and easy to understand.