...
Lin Yi silently gazed at the shadow of the oak tree beneath him, his will body seemed to be unable to dive deeper; it appeared that the limit of his will was at the crown of this immense, illusory oak tree.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind.
He suddenly realized, the voices just now, not only did the voice of the "Contractor" sound youthful, but even the voices of the "Divine Craftsman" Ayin and the "Designer" Amon were very young...
"Could it be...?! "
"At this time, the 'Original Apostles' have not yet attained their honorary titles?! "
Lin Yi's heart trembled.
Then, the figures beneath the tree flickered rapidly as though hundreds of times faster, yet at this high speed, there seemed to always be a few figures lingering under this tree...
One was Wei Liang, and the other... was the "Contractor".
