"Helena, this is for you."
"I don't want it!"
Seeing the eye, as large as a goose egg and covered in blood and viscous fluid, Helena felt a wave of nausea.
She couldn't fathom how something so disgusting could be made into equipment.
She wouldn't wear it, not even if it killed her!
"Give it a try. It might be very effective."
"No way, absolutely no way! Take it away!"
Seeing Helena's genuine revulsion, John shrugged, not pressing the issue, and then turned his gaze to Exiled Immortal.
"What about you? Want to try it?"
"Why not? It's just a game. If the equipment is strong, I'd even wear a pile of dung on my head!"
Exiled Immortal waved his hand grandly, accepting John's gift and immediately equipping the eye.
Seeing this, Helena quickly stepped back, looking at Exiled Immortal with a newfound sense of disdain.
But she couldn't deny the effectiveness of the equipment.
