The dark God thought about the scene and immediately shook his head, trying to get rid of the image in his mind.
An apology was out of the question.
How could a God apologize?
The black-haired girl had already curled herself up in the blanket and fallen asleep.
Horde was speechless.
"I'll come again tomorrow night."
"There's no need for that."
“..”
The strange conversation ended.
The corner of the black robe flashed, and the figure of the God in the black cloak slowly dissipated, leaving only a strange black smoke, which looked like a thick dark aura.
Fu Shang opened his eyes.
The exquisite ceiling came into view, and what Hodel had just said flashed through her mind.
Magical crystals?
After quickly searching through the plot, Fu Shang finally found a trace of clues about the magic crystal in a corner.
This was a treasure that only existed in legends.
There was a book in the Empire's library about magical crystals.
