No matter how strong, fierce, or advanced you are.
Once you touch Chaos, there's only one word: Hot!
Harris, barely holding onto a shred of consciousness, looked at the figure grabbing the chaotic sun and weakly called out, "Sir, be careful, the chaotic sun is untouchable, it's from a civilization that claims to be a god..."
"Who cares what kind of god you are!"
A voice filled with anger rang out: "You're asking for death!"
The creature on the other side had its hand burned off, yet immediately extended two more hands, mocking:
"I have two hands, and you only have one strange fireball..."
This opponent was indeed ruthless, reacting so quickly that there was no time to ponder the logic.
He straightforwardly stretched out both hands, ready to snatch Harris and the thief's Divine Object from him from different directions!
He wasn't concerned about Harris's life, but rather the information on him!
What kind of civilization is this?
The other side can actually kill Harris?
