The more I heard, the more inwardly shocked I became. "Tsk! These Hescos truly live up to their name as the first race in the universe," I muttered to myself while attentively listening to every word coming out from this coward's mouth.
According to the tales he told me, the Hescos were forming an alliance with the angels supervising over my world apocalypse. They collected all the information they could about me and formed a grand plan depending on my points of weaknesses.
They knew about my usual style of fight, and knew that despite being strong as a sole person, I lacked strong powerhouses by my side.
By his description, my strongest and weakest point was the acquisition of different artefacts. Aside from them, I was powerless in their eyes.
So they planned everything from the start to take this point of strength away and turn it into a weakness instead.
I have to admit, they thoroughly studied me in such a short amount of time and managed to spot my fatal weakness.
