Diyana, who witnessed this scene, almost spat blood. How could she not see that Konrad deliberately ignored her?!
With a forced smile, she stepped closer toward him, imitating Freya's eyelash fluttering to request attention.
"Master, you can't be this biased. After all, though I lack contributions, I have been serving you loyally since my arrival."
"Oh?"
With a shocked "I don't know what you mean" expression, Konrad turned toward Diyana who focused her cultivation base on suppressing the poison. Right now, the air was so toxic that the average Semi-Saint would collapse upon entering. Even with her knowledge, Diyana couldn't understand why the challenges of this time were this arduous.
This was no longer a trial, but a clear invitation to destruction. If she didn't know better, she would really assume the tower was exerting all its resources to ensure no one could reach the top.
But how could it be?
