Panting, panting!
In the jungle, Rose Vesper gasped for air heavily.
Around her, the forest was littered with dark green, shriveled bodies, which seemed to have not a drop of blood left in them, almost turned into mummies.
She finally understood that her arrival here was both a blessing and a punishment from the God in the Void.
Perhaps, she was the daughter of a powerful God in the Void.
But He would not be merciful to her because of this.
In His eyes, she was only a more useful, suitable tool, nothing more.
Gods are merciless, blood ties do not bond entities together, nor bring any warmth.
He would not tolerate her indefinitely, He could not accept failure, and failure warranted punishment; if she continued to fail, the only fate awaiting her was abandonment, or destruction.
Rose Vesper knew that those merciless Gods would not give her too many chances.
Qin Chu must have crushed her heart.
