"It seems you already have an answer, so, it's time to set off on your journey..."
The next moment, a flash of black light, and Gall, who was among the top even in the Catastrophe Level, wielding a Sacred Object and about to enter the ranks of the Quasi-Saint, didn't even have a chance to respond before turning into a pool of black water.
He exchanged his freedom for the organization's Sacred Object, with a strand of Prohibition infused by a Divine Road Venerable within him, along with a sense of belonging to the organization, Gall had the thought of pretending to surrender at first.
And it was this thought that determined the difference between life and death!
The opportunity was given, but alas, I couldn't grasp it!
The intelligence officers who just returned looked at the splashing black water before them, all terrified.
As if they had been embroiled in something extraordinary…
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