Upon hearing that seductive laughter and seeing those two ornate purple curved blades, Gu Hang no longer cared about eating.
He became instantly alert.
The symbol was just too obvious.
Why had that entity, representing desire, suddenly made a move?
Theoretically, Mr. Mao and this entity were players of the same tier.
But their nature was quite different.
Mr. Mao is a purely racial god, with conceptual properties so weak that they're almost nonexistent. This means they are almost impossible to perish—unless there's a way to completely annihilate the green-skinned race within the real universe.
If the cancer of the universe were that easy to deal with, it wouldn't be called that.
Even though Gu Hang had achieved a decisive victory this time, severely injuring the green-skinned species, the extinction of the green skins was still far away.
