"The same goes for that art student. Don't be fooled by the fact that I killed him; he was already sacrificed. Just now, he was merely struggling instinctively based on the obsession that persisted before his death. If we don't destroy his body, although he won't become a high-level fusion material for the alien sculpture, he would still inevitably meet the fate of being devoured by the nocturnal species."
"There's another possibility that he would be collected by the zealots, and then through the sculpting class, they would mold them into Rage Angels."
As Old Mo spoke, he had already taken several turns on the stairs. After helping Lin Yi deal with things, his only remaining goal was to save Mu Daxian.
