The Decay King was not an ignorant person. He had seen all kinds of strange and terrifying things as the ruler of the abyss.
However, Lolita could only watch the enemy destroy her high-level divine weapon. She lost all her courage to resist.
That weakened her legs. She could not even stand.
She held her breath and did not dare to move at all. She quietly watched the development of the situation.
"Great Lord, I have already offered my divine weapon to you. Can you forgive me…"
Lolita pleaded in a trembling voice. She saw Windsor examine the restored dark red statue of the past.
"I know nothing can wash my sins away. But fate pushed me forward. There's nothing I can do. Since the New Era couldn't contain souls, please leave us to fend for ourselves. You can also observe how we perish while you're at it."
This humble tone was a stark contrast to Lolita's status and reputation they knew.
