"Cech Flet," Qian Jin turned his head and gazed at his Warrior Dimension. "Wanna bet on something?"
The injured man in the arms of Qian Jin looked confused. The handsome face that could overshadow most beauties revealed nothing but bewilderment. Not every Fallen Angel could gain the special eyes. Sometimes it was a matter of luck. Some warriors could awaken the bloodline power by persistence and efforts, but Demon Eye of Destruction? It was can’t be gained through hard work.
"I can take off your right eye and save it in my Warrior Dimension for the time being." With Cech Flet in arms, Qian Jin slowly walked to the cave. "Then I will transplant the eye of Lucifer Lucy as a replacement!"
Eye transplant? Cech Flet and Fanta Kunge looked at Qian Jin blankly while the silly Duren Burg tumbled because of those scary words.
