Tingfeng stood still before him, clearly with more to say.
"Nesia."
Tingfeng's voice, calm yet carrying an undeniable power, rang out, each word deliberate:
"I will give you one chance."
"Only one chance."
His gaze locked sharply onto Nesia as he laid out his terms:
"Forsake your loyalty to the Void Evil God and become a Divine Chosen Hero under my command."
"As long as you are willing to lower your resistance and allow my Spiritual Control to permeate you, I can lead you away from the Evil God Faction, completely wash away that lingering Mark of the Evil God within you, and restore your status as a Destiny Hero."
Nesia slowly raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of wariness and mockery in his gaze. He retorted in a low voice:
"And then?"
He paused, the chill in his voice intensifying:
"Like those Ancient Giant Dragons, I'll become a puppet for you to command, holding you in infinite reverence and loyalty?"
