"Three thousand years have passed, and your words remain unchanged from the beginning."
Vala Ser's face showed a hint of pity:
"I thought you had finally found a way to break through Ogas, but it turns out you just spent all your effort infiltrating here, to spout grandiloquent nonsense at me? If that's the case, I have enough patience to listen to you repeat it all over again, until this temporary talk is over."
The purpose of insulting someone is to break their defense.
But if all attacks miss, and the opponent's counterattack breaks one's own defense, then there is no need to continue.
Savia snorted coldly, "I just wanted to make you spend these last moments in fear and worry, hoping you can still maintain this facade of calm when the great Ghostly Supreme descends here."
"Of course, I'll be waiting inside the thorny hedge for you and your warriors...King Rostorton."
Crash!
