"Cultivator, Mousie is coming!"
In that dark sun's Central Hub, the figure of Mousie itself emerged next to Gary Smith.
It waved a chubby paw, spreading shadows imbued with Fate Protection, merging with the dark sun and blocking all prying eyes!
After all, what was about to be done must not see the light of day!
At this moment, Gary could feel his reason steadily draining away; deep abnormalities had already started affecting his blood and flesh and soul, and he vaguely heard the roaring waves of the Mother River.
It was as if a kind mother had opened her arms, ready to warmly embrace him.
As soon as Gary nodded, he could transform into an Exotic Entity, receiving the highest standard of Divine Grace and unimaginable strength.
"But... That ultimately isn't me!"
Gary murmured and once again rejected the embrace of the Mother River.