The player heard, swept his gaze around, and found only himself left here.
Although he knew death was inevitable, he still wanted to try to gain some more benefits:
"Brother, let me kill one more, I'll do it myself, and you just watch. After I finish, I'll tell you the truth."
At that moment, Evil Language's expression twisted, and he grabbed the player's neck:
"Do you think I'm playing games with you? Tell me the truth now, and I'll give you the chance to kill another Fallen."
"You must be kidding, you would definitely finish me off after I tell you. My request is simple; kill one more, and I promise full disclosure."
Facing the player who was impervious to threats and coercion, Evil Language had never felt so frustrated.
But, except for agreeing, he could think of no other way to get the information.
Evil Language's fingers continued to tighten, but ultimately relaxed, gritting his teeth:
"Go, I'll give you one last chance."
