"Becky, right?
I need to double-check something—
Among the Black Sinners on Three-Fork Mountain, you're absolutely sure there's no False King?"
After recognizing the northern hero, Carlos actually believed most of it.
At least when it came to the Black Sinners problem, the northern hero's side was rock solid.
"No..."
As Becky talked, her eyes unconsciously drifted toward Kiri.
Kiri gave her a rock-steady look: Trust me!
Becky hesitantly shook her head:
"I don't think so..."
Just as she said this, Becky's pupils suddenly flashed with starlight.
She saw some nasty cave
With quite a few Black Sinners, including an eight-armed monster with a seriously terrifying vibe.
Her dear friend was trapped by withered yellow vines in the deepest part of the cave.
Everything Kiri said was legit!
Becky got pumped up.
"Hmm?"
Here we go again!
Just as the Dark Purple Force Field was about to seal Becky's mouth, her pupils went back to normal.
"Absolutely not!"
