Despite his energy continuing to rapidly drain, both the Nine-tailed Possession and the White Viper Sword in his hand were like bottomless pits, voraciously devouring his Physical Strength and Spiritual Power, as they constructed pathways for the Power to flow through as the price.
Gu Mo felt a little regret and also strangely looked around, realizing that Yato indeed hadn't come over.
He initially thought that after noticing the issue, the God of Poverty would come over to take a look, and perhaps help him a bit with protection, allowing him to concentrate on offense without wasting too much on defense, thus possibly enhancing efficiency and persisting a bit longer.
However, for reasons unknown, since the battle began, Yato had no intention of coming over here... Whether he's preoccupied or prudently staying away, not planning to involve himself in this dangerous game of playing with fire remains unclear.
"Hmm?!"
