Hearing Wang Zhifan's casual handling of the Demon Dragon Origin, the little rune sprite, Feixiang, was suddenly taken aback. It opened its eyes wide and replied:
"Adventurer, can I really do this? You're not joking, are you?"
But Wang Zhifan appeared somewhat impatient, immediately waving his hand to let it handle the matter itself.
"Do whatever you want! I'm not interested in this thing!"
After speaking, Wang Zhifan took out the black greatsword from the Space Ring, also known as the Sinful Greatsword, to attend to his own matters.
Thus, Feixiang knew he truly didn't care for the hard-won Demon Dragon Origin it had extracted. It quickly flew out of the Abyss with its long nose coiled around the energy mass full of dark aura, reaching the ground above the Abyss.
Upon arrival, the Dark Elf girl Ithrace had already fainted due to severe injuries and could fall into death at any moment.
"To weaken the Demon King, there's no other choice!"
