Grandfather and Chen Qi could still move, but she couldn't determine who had won.
"It should be Qi who won."
After all, he is the man who came from our ship!
The little crow looked up at Chen Qi, inexplicably proud.
"No, no, he didn't win..."
Grandfather, dragging his ruined body, stepped onto this island.
At this moment, his flesh had stopped regenerating, internal organs falling out, his whole form resembled a skeleton covered in flesh and blood.
Bam!
With the step he took, he immediately fell, and could only crawl forward by wriggling—
Chen Qi watched grandfather creeping along on the ground.
Now, grandfather was barely alive, relying solely on the last trace of the Power of the Cup of Miracles.
But the moment this power dissipated, he would turn into ashes.
Chen Qi said:
"It's over."
However, grandfather seemed not to hear Chen Qi's words, struggling to crawl onwards:
"Do you know what you are doing?"
"Without my protection, all of you will die!"
