Last words… The little raven fell silent, drawing closer to Chen Qi's arm and gazing at his profile.
She did not see the fear that should have been present on Chen Qi's face.
Calm, yet with a hint of fear, a feigned fear…
Just like when he first encountered the Wall of Bloodied Eyes!
Why does it feel like this man is a bit happy? It surely can't be joy from dying with me soon, impossible… The little raven bit her bright red lips and said to the figure in the white cloak:
"No need for last words, I don't need outsiders to fulfill mine."
"What a pity."
The figure in the white cloak looked at Chen Qi.
Chen Qi then asked curiously:
"Old timer, what you're summoning from the crack is a dangerous Abyssal creature. Can such an existence truly be called a deity? Are you really sure that the moment of its Descent, it won't consider you as prey to devour?"
"Consider me as prey?"
The figure in the white cloak laughed contemptuously and lifted his cloak.
