"If you hadn't seen the Heart of Nature, your words might have some persuasiveness, but alas..."
Facing the attacking giant beast, Wayne switched to holding the sword with both hands: "You haven't walked in front of the Goddess, I see you understand nothing!"
Poor fellow, Death lets you survive because you have utility value, nature gives you a heart because you qualify to be used, even the Sun Sect drains your blood for the Dragon Blood in your body...
Swish!
A flash of white light, the Corpse Dragon crashed to the ground, staggering, flapping its broken wings, attempting to soar again.
At its chest, the stitches were torn open once more, the heart representing nature fell, its green glow pulsing faintly, gradually ceasing to beat.
"Toyed with by three Goddesses, your life should have no regrets anymore."
