The woman was a true beauty, with an excellent figure and an exceptional aura. She was none other than Teresa.
“You’re back,” Teresa said. After appearing, she sat down on a chair at the side of the main hall, crossing her legs and revealing her long, alabaster legs.
“The Chaos Arena was destroyed,” James, who was pretending to be Wyot, said nonchalantly. “Fortunately, I escaped quickly, or else I would have died there.”
Teresa glanced at Wyot and said coldly, “Your survival from James has indeed exceeded my expectations.”
“I almost died by his hand. At the critical moment, he showed mercy,” James said with a hint of helplessness and bitterness on his face. “I wanted to kill him all along, but now he’s too powerful. No matter how hard I try, I can’t catch up to his strength. This time, I won’t think about seeking revenge. I’ll just stay with the Dooms and take each day as it comes.”
He showed no desire for pursuit anymore.
Teresa frowned and scolded him, saying, “You’re pathetic. What can James do? When I complete my plan, the Dooms will become the most powerful race in the Endlos. However, you, as the Great Elder of the Dooms, are so listless.”
James shrugged and said, “What do you want me to do? Even though I’ve learned the Tenfold Realms Transcendent Sutra, I can’t even control two types of power, while James can already handle so many types of power. How can I be his match?”
James wanted to ask Teresa about her plan. However, he could not rush it. For now, he had to wait for Teresa to reveal it on her own. She might not tell him if he asked directly.
Teresa said, “Don’t worry about that. James won’t live much longer. He’s completed his mission, and there’s no need to keep him around.”
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