Chapitre 897: The Weird Throne

If they were here, entrapped in such statue conditions, then it meant they were the heroes of their races and universes.

They must have come here to kill this jerk, faced with the same bullshit he said and fell for his trap.

If I touched that thing, that heart of his, would have I ended up just the same? Turning into a statue as well? Would my world, my people, my universe get destroyed?

Damn! At this moment I realised how dangerous my past situation and encounter was.

It wasn't just a simple fight, it was a deadly trap that if I fell in, everything would have been lost.

Luckily I didn't. But looking at their faces, with such desperation and sadness, made me realise they needed more time.

And they weren't alone. My two girls still were burying their heads and crying.

What just happened to them? I looked at their bodies, not a single wound was there.

So what?