【you...】
Blackfa was completely dumbfounded, his brain seemed to freeze.
A gentle breeze blew, and Fagha's words still lingered in the air.
It took Blackfa several minutes to figure out what Fagga was trying to express.
It was precisely because it understood that it took two steps back in fear, holding its forehead with one hand and struggling to support itself against the broken walls with the other.
His legs buckled, and Blackfa had to use all his strength to barely stand up.
A short while later, Blackfa let out a bitter laugh: "My dear Creator, do you know what the consequences of your actions will be?"
"Humans and vampires share a common enemy, whether it's feigned kindness or a smile hiding a dagger. They must temporarily set aside their past grievances and sit down to negotiate!"
But if the damage caused is too great, you will be a sinner against both races!
At the same time, what Blackfa didn't say was—
Even if it doesn't cause too much damage, the name Fagar will forever be tied to the pillar of shame in the history of the new Elidu civilization.
Even if Fagá is subjectively impeccable.
Objectively speaking, however, his actions were gambling with the survival of two civilizations!
"It doesn't matter, my reputation is not a consideration for me."
Fagga appeared calm and composed, as if the words he had just spoken did not actually come from his mouth.
But in reality, he had already taken out his phone to send a text message to Eileen.
However, despite having a thousand words in his mind, when the time came, he found himself unable to type a single word. After hesitating for a long time, his fingers hovering over the screen, Fagar ultimately failed to type a single word.
"well!"
Fagga sighed, then closed his eyes, steeled himself, and swiped his finger to exit the text message page.
Instead, they opened the map and searched for the location of Hollow Zero.
Throughout this process, Blackfa silently observed Fagga's expression.
When a resolute glint flashed in Faga's eyes, a strange expression also appeared in Black Fa's expression.
After a while, just as Faga had figured out the shortest route to Void Zero and was putting down his phone to set off, Black Fa suddenly called out to him:
[Wait, Creator!]
Fagga turned around, its wings, which were about to rise high, lowered slightly, revealing half of its face. Its narrowed eyes clearly held a hint of doubt.
"What's up?"
I'll go with you!
Black Fa took a step forward, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
"Okay, sure."
Faga didn't quite catch on for a moment, thinking that Black Fa had gone mad again and said something irrelevant, so he slowly turned his head and looked away.
But the next second, Faga's brain suddenly realized what Black Magic had said, and he turned his head sharply, his expression one of astonishment, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets: "Huh?"
It's one thing for you to pester me when I go to fight, but you also follow me when I go to the Void.
Did the vampire clan create you just to haunt me?
[This is my own thought, Creator.]
Black Magic seemed to notice the confusion in Fagar's eyes, and scratched the back of his head shyly, his cheeks slightly flushed.
If Bourne were still alive, he would definitely force me to join the battle. Although he wasn't very capable, he was, after all, the chief scientist, and I had control over him.
So I teamed up with Misa to take him out and let the humans kill him.
[Yes, I was right. I never expected that I'd have a one-on-one date with the Creator halfway through a fight.]
"This isn't a date, you bastard!"
Upon hearing Black Dharma speak, Fagga immediately felt a surge of hatred.
He was also annoyed that Bourne was so easily defeated.
He deserved to die!
Oh well...
Fagga couldn't help but click his tongue and let out a long sigh.
"Come with me."
Fagar closed his eyes resignedly, flapped his wings, and flew toward Void Zero.
More people, more strength.
Regardless, the Dark Mage has some strength, and if more people take the blame in history books, future generations will attack the minion with the taunt effect first.
In this way, while being condemned by tens of millions of people, Black Law is shielded from the spittle and can only wash his face with saliva at most.
Fagga smiled wryly, as if trying to find humor in his suffering, and then shook his head.
However, Black Dharma had no idea what Fagga was thinking.
All it knew was that its beloved Creator had finally agreed. Overwhelmed with joy, it felt lightheaded and began to whistle happily. Its wings unfurled instantly, and it flew away with Fagga.
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