Emperor Qing's Relics.
Facing Lucy's apology, White Mitchell had no mind to spar words with her. At the moment, he could only focus on the four people in front of him.
"Take care of yourself in the fight. I might not have time to look after you," White Mitchell said bluntly.
After all, his association with Lucy was purely circumstantial. If she were to interfere with his plans and cause something to go wrong with the War God and the Earth War God, that would be utterly unacceptable to him.
So, Lucy had to take care of herself for now.
Hearing this, Lucy understood the gravity of the situation and immediately nodded seriously: "I still have some spiritual artifacts on me. They should hold up for a while, but you have to defeat them quickly. Otherwise, I won't last long."
"Let's leave it to fate!"
White Mitchell did not agree, but he did not refuse either.