Faced with the siege of two Evil Gods, whether the Great City can withstand this wave is still a question mark. As for the rescue that seems far away, Baiyu no longer holds hope. At this point, surviving alone would be considered good.
The chubby monk's face turned the color of pig liver at this moment, "Young brother, you should fend for yourself. We're all in this together and must fly away separately. The development of matters ahead is beyond our ability to predict."
Clearly.
After knowing the Mirage King's involvement, the chubby monk obviously wanted to oil his heels and slip away directly. Earlier, he thought it was just the apostates of the Life Sect, a bunch of lunatics whose meddling had limits that the Great City could handle.
But now, it involves two Evil Gods.
The chubby monk was unsure whether the Great City could solve this matter.
"Stop, can you just leave whenever you want and come whenever you please? Be honest, do you have a way to leave?"
