For a full quarter of an hour.
In the void, that massive shadow let out a deep sigh:
"Humans... the nature of greed..."
"...insoluble."
Before the voice had faded, lines of glowing text emerged before Shen Ye's eyes:
"The adversary has transformed into a Technique Spirit and descended here, using the Valkyrie as a springboard to initiate an undefendable Truth-level trade against you."
"The adversary cannot satisfy your trade demands."
"This trade has failed, the Truth restraint has ended, and you have regained your freedom."
All the texts flashed.
Shen Ye suddenly jolted, coming fully alert.
His gaze met with that of the Valkyrie opposite him.
The Valkyrie was still impaled by the long sword.
That colossal shadowy Technique Spirit loomed over the two of them.
At this moment.
Shen Ye had no will to fight, but simply asked:
"Even you, such an Ultimate Creation who governs infinite Truth, have no means against a capitalist?"
