John didn't hide anything and pointed to the nearby Vein of the Earth, saying, "Because of this."
The succubus realized and said, "That makes sense. The power of the Vein of the Earth is similar to the Black Turtle's nature; that old thing couldn't resist it. I thought you were the prophesied savior."
She sighed with relief as she spoke.
"You know about that prophecy too?" John looked at the succubus, "Why, do you seem relieved that I'm not the savior?"
The succubus smiled seductively and said, "Don't misunderstand. I'm relieved for your sake. Imagine if you were the prophesied savior. Do you think the Dark Humans, or even the gods, would let you live?"
John nodded in agreement, realizing there was some truth to her words.
However, he had no interest in being a savior. Regardless of his identity, in this lifetime, he was determined to confront and defeat the gods directly.
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