Looking at the believers below the stage, their eyes rolling back, expressions twisted in a grotesque manner like a bunch of high junkies, Zhu Haomiao sneered and curled his lips, murmuring softly in a voice as tiny as a mosquito.
"Indulge in your greed..."
Every gift from fate has long been marked with a price in the shadows.
With a meaningful smirk, Zhu Haomiao glanced at Wilson, who stood respectfully beside him.
Having absorbed nearly ten [Greed Coins] in one go, Wilson did not lose composure like the believers below, his expression remained calm and composed.
However, the black light in his pupils grew even more abyss-like, resembling an unfathomable bottomless abyss!
Gazing at the black light swaying and twisting in Wilson's eyes, Zhu Haomiao couldn't suppress a smile.
