——It has left.
The colossal consciousness from the future left, and all the blood and flesh of the dwarf gathered back, retreating into the cross.
The cross returned to its original state and fell onto the deck with a clang.
Everything was over.
Shen Ye waited for a few breaths before finally exhaling.
The cold wind blew in.
His whole body was drenched in sweat.
"Damn it..."
Shen Ye took out a tissue, wiping the sweat off his forehead, face, and neck, his gaze turning to the cross.
This cross is the medium.
Destroy it.
No.
Not yet.
——Who knows what other tricks they have up their sleeves?
If I show hostility at the point of parting, it might destroy the hard-won situation.
Shen Ye suppressed the urge to destroy the cross, walked forward, picked up the cross, and said gently:
"Child, I look forward to seeing you again."
The cross remained silent.
Shen Ye continued:
"Your father will place this cross on the deck. Use it when you come."
