Chaos apocalypse spirit human world, CF-2 Base.
"Yes, as long as I can gain strength, as long as Li Qingya continues to love me, as long as I can save the Evolvers, what does it matter if I sell my everything to the Devil?"
As an awareness within Situ Mo gradually took the upper hand, his eyes in reality were no longer muddied.
"For strength, do I not even have this bit of sacrifice awareness? As long as I can make my dreams come true, whatever the Devil wants, take it and turn it into something else!"
It's already three days after the hunting annual meeting, and at this moment, Situ Mo's heart becomes incomparably calm.
Perhaps because of Li Qingya's words tearing apart his former persistence.
Once again, Situ Mo, as if it were the first night he communicated with the Devil, summoned the terrifying existence known as an Oblivion Sorcerer from an unknown Different World.
"Jiejiejiejie, so, this time you've actually summoned me voluntarily, have you figured things out?"
