Endgame

"No matter what, we have reached this point; we have no other choice," Number Three Lin Handong said coldly. "The Night Pool doesn't require the President to summon it. We will do it ourselves!"

"But if we summon it like this, without the two hearts merging into the original key, the Black Disaster, the Night Pool can't physically manifest! What about our wishes?" the burly man hesitated.

"Do we have a choice!? Survive first! There will be another chance!" Lin Handong said.

The few of them looked at the excessively large Agrius, and for a moment, they all fell silent.

Beneath the shimmering gold light, the President was at this moment being brutally beaten. He was already less powerful than his opponent. The punches he threw seemed to have their power halved upon impact, almost as if he were giving the opponent a massage.

To anyone, this looked like a fight he was bound to lose.

"Begin now! We can't delay!" Lin Handong shouted.

"Let's do it!" Number Two made the decision.