Qin Chu's brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and under irritation, chaotic thoughts uncontrollably emerged in his mind, some ideas were even hair-raising.
Thinking of that charming and cute little girl in the Void, a bit proud yet actually quite gentle, realizing that she too could not escape the fate of death, Qin Chu felt oddly discomfited.
Although their encounters had been few and far between, and time spent was even shorter.
Moreover, recently every contact with the little girl was like being used as a battery to absorb energy, which was not a pleasant feeling.
Yet inexplicably, Qin Chu simply did not want to see that little girl die.
Lucia?
Is this the name of the Holy Light Little Goddess?
If Fate Goddess Moile's prophecy is correct, during the twilight of the gods, all gods will fall.
Does that mean, not just the Holy Light Goddess, but even Cynthia standing before me as only a residual soul...
