"Then let me die!"
"Lose my head, I'll just have a bowl-sized scar!"
"If you all manage to defeat the World Honored, come let me know at my grave—I'll have a good laugh about it!" the Golden-Winged Roc said to everyone.
At this moment, the Golden-Winged Roc had come to terms with it.
The other eight attacked together were all dead—only he had survived until now.
He'd already profited by living longer than the others.
And now, in order to kill him, these Outer World People had even resorted to Cause and Effect Treasures.
Since there was no way to escape the fate of death, then so be it—he'd just die!
Everyone looked at each other in helplessness, none able to help the Golden-Winged Roc, making the atmosphere extremely heavy.
There was nothing they could do.
Faced with these Outer World People's tactics, everyone felt a deep sense of helplessness.
Now it was the Golden-Winged Roc waiting for death—would the next to wait for death be one of them?
"I have an idea!"
