Listening to the spiritual message emanating from the object in front of him, resembling a meteorite.
Lar instantly realized—he had been deceived.
What gentle traits, it was all an act.
"Damn it, what exactly are you?! Do you know the kind of being you're threatening!"
Lar's spiritual message was like raging thunder, the anger within almost materializing.
He was the Tree Shepherd of the Tree Spirit Clan, the offspring of the Great World Tree!
The bloodline of the Dominator flowed within him!
But the next moment, he fell silent.
For a faint pressure emitted from Richard's remaining body, though slight, made him tremble uncontrollably.
"Dom... Dominator?"
Lar's spiritual message was somewhat fragmented, under the dual effect of this pressure and virus, his soul was near losing control.
He felt he was really in luck.
What he had up his sleeve was not a fragment of the Dominator, but an injured Dominator!
"You have thirty seconds left," Richard said calmly.
