"Look, speak of the devil." Lucifer snorted. Two glints of cold light flashed in his eyes as he stood up and walked over.
He walked out of the mound, holding Hera in one hand.
At this moment, Isaac and the guardian stood over 100 feet away, surrounded by a large group of aggressive Novafur Clan members.
Hera's eyes turned red as she shouted, "You fool! Are you coming here to die with me? Why are there just two of you? Couldn't you bring more people? Isaac, you're stupid!"
Seeing her angrily scolding him with tears, he shrugged and smiled. "What's wrong? Do you not want me to save you? Do you want to become Lucifer's mistress?"
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