"..."
Mu Wanqiu held the spark and gritted her teeth, "What do you call this, charity to an Apostle?"
"Of course not."
Gu Shen's expression was extremely serious, "For years, I've never considered you a traditional 'Apostle.' Miss Mu, you are my most respected opponent and the leader better suited for the 'Netherworld Fire.' Giving this spark to you is the best solution for all human civilization to withstand the Source Material Storm."
In seven years, the Source Material Storm will reach the giant wall.
Mu Wanqiu was naturally aware of this news.
She wanted to contribute her strength, but unfortunately... this natural disaster was too powerful to make a difference on one's own, unless becoming the Divine Throne.
"You can view it as my gift to you."
Gu Shen said gently, "Thank you for taking on the role of the 'Netherworld King's Apostle' and helping me all these years..."
Whether it was the silence of the Ice Sea or fleeing into the void beyond.
