"Before altering my soul to stand out, I first changed my face." Fyyian caressed the scars on his face: "It's truly amazing. At the time, I only felt the relief of liberation, without any pain."
Yilinrui swallowed lightly to avoid vomiting from nausea. She said, "Fyyian, you're already unique enough. It's better to stop before the undead destroy this land."
"No." Fyyian said, "Can you envision a future where I am convinced by you? No, such a sight is not within your view. The attack of the undead army cannot be stopped, and those who try to stand in my way cannot escape the fate of being destroyed."
"What do you mean by this?" Yilinrui said.
