Kiriel was in a foul mood since Gungnir, which was basically an extension of himself, had been stolen by the Earth’s king. He sat alone, sulking, ruffling his hair before letting out a deep sigh.0

Noticing his gloom, Wei Zhongqi decided to offer some advice. “Why not ask for it back?”0

“Are you insane? You’re telling me to face that guy again?!”0

“Why not? Is there a reason not to meet him?”0

Kiriel chewed on his nails, his legs trembling. Looking back, it was a miracle that he had returned alive after facing him. The strength of Earth’s king was incomprehensibly overwhelming, far beyond imagination, and only he and Wei Zhongqi knew just how terrifying he was.0

“It’s clear as day. If I go back to Earth, I’m as good as dead,” he said, terrified.0

“Didn’t you once say you’d become the King of Earth? Something about preferring to be the head of a snake rather than the tail of a dragon?” Wei Zhongqi teased Kiriel.0

“Shut up! How was I supposed to know that Earth was actually the dragon?!”0

Wei Zhongqi chuckled softly and said, “Anyway, think it over.”0

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In the Hunter world, there was a concept called “Lines.” They were similar to the “connections” often talked about in society, and they played...0