The malice of the Balance Curse, Wen Xishu suddenly understood.
Relying on his own abilities, he defeated the first level almost without any waves.
But what if it were someone else?
If it were other weaker individuals coming here, under such trust from Devon, Cavendish, Elsa, and the others...
Devon would definitely sacrifice himself to protect the miracle-bringing commander they see.
The other members would be the same.
But... when you're truly moved by your companions' selflessness, really feel the sense of security and trust from them—
The malice begins.
At this moment, this choice would surely be incredibly difficult for the average person.
Even Wen Xishu kept thinking about why the favorability increased so quickly, questioning if something troublesome awaited him?
Even though he was prepared for this in advance, this moment was still somewhat troubling for him.
Three thousand six hundred seconds, one hour, curses appeared above everyone's heads.
