Being stretched thin for time with the quarterfinals set to be held a week from now, Michael didn't linger, going as far away from the blessed lands as possible.
Several hours later he roughly arrived at the other side of Earth.
Currently Michael soared the sky, riding upon Devil in his sword form, above the vast expanse of the ocean.
'Please, enlighten me. Why in the actual fuck are we in the middle of nowhere?!' The soul weapon exclaimed.
'When you said that you would cheat and that I am forbidden from speaking about what you are set to do, I expected you to snuggle atop the golden tree and cultivate until you become a Lord or something like that… Not get as far away from civilization as possible!' Devil remarked.
Michael chuckled.
"You are only half right."
Before Devil could retort, they both came to a complete stop.
"This should do it…" Michael reasoned.
'Have you gone completely mad?! There's nothing here! NOTHING!'
