บท 365: Chapter 148: Little Evil God Factory! Breeding Thousands of Races! (Seeking Monthly Ticket) _3

The tendrils on his severed arm writhed, intertwined, and murmured:

"You think you can run?"

The tendrils on its face twisted together, shaping into a perplexing, unidentifiable desire pattern. It was preparing to utilise the power of Joy Street to uncover the perpetrator, but all it discovered was...

A complete void!

As if it had never existed.

Even at a giant level, it would be impossible to deceive the power of Joy Street...

Could some big shot have sneaked in without anyone noticing?

A trace of shock appeared on the twisted face of the Saintess of Elysium.

In the secret chamber,

"It's time to leave."

Gary Smith pondered in his heart. Although he had the Legendary Skill [Divine Protection of Fate] which could shield him from every prying eye below kings,

It wouldn't hurt to be careful!