"Could it be... could it be that they've already..."
Zakaithus' voice trembled as he spoke.
"I really have to thank my good brother for all this! Thank you for revealing so many secrets to me!"
Fike gloated with a smile.
Zakaithus glared at him, his heart boiling with endless regrets and anger.
He wanted nothing more than to tear this silver-haired boy into pieces, but he was helpless at the moment.
"Since you've already said so many things so bluntly, why don't you just tell me the secrets of the Evil God's Headquarters and the hatred you have for the Heavenly King's Palace as well?
"After that, you can consider your life purpose complete!"
As he spoke, Fike continued smiling. If there were any onlookers around, he would have definitely looked and sounded like a villain to them.
"Kid!"
Zakaithus suddenly roared.
"Even to my death, I won't tell you a single word!"
