A deadly silence stretched out after the whale's words. Everyone stared at him coldly; his cultivation was irrelevant, and his weapons would never have any effect on them. Yet, every word he uttered seemed to make everyone's death feel like a completely natural occurrence.
"So, you've chosen to surrender... good decision. I'll ensure nothing bad happens to those around you for no reason," the Heavenly Spirit God said softly.
The whale let out a dry sigh as he looked at the figure. "You only need to worry about yourself. Vorion was someone I found being used almost like a slave by demons; he's not my weapon but my companion. I guarantee he has no complaints about it."
Alm and Bruno felt Vorion floating in their inventory and tried to push him away. "I'm just giving you a last warning because of him. I won't speak again."
