"It's really dark here."
Black Cocoon placed their hands on their hips, turning their head to look around while speaking softly.
"Yaguba, I'll see if I can share the 'Blessing of the King' with you, so at least you can move for a while."
Cezar said this while pulling out a small shark from his pocket. The little shark lay still in his palm, curled up limply as if it were dead.
The neurotoxin's effects aren't limited to humans.
Cezar took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, brought his hands together, and held Yaguba in his palms. A faint light appeared in his palms.
Qiao looked up at the towering Tower of Babel, silently waiting for Cezar and Black Cocoon to come out from inside.
Yet, after a long time, there was still no reaction.
As if realizing he had been mocked, he raised his right hand, covered in deep red bones, and casually tore a cross-shaped hole into the edge of the giant tower.
"Boom!!!"
