She flapped her wings, hovering midair with the Heaven Holy Spear in hand, and shook her head with closed eyes: "You are an Angel, not a Devil, I misspoke just now."
"How so, you're giving up on fighting now?"
"..."
Upon hearing Wayne speak, Heya felt a pain in her chest and coldly said: "It's not about not fighting, but it's unnecessary, you've already proven yourself."
"Well, thank you for that."
Wayne weighed the Incomplete Philosopher's Stone in his hands, tortured by the Eye of Judgment, the information within the stone was in chaos, and he couldn't wear the Devil's Vest System until it was sorted out.
Eating a loss is unacceptable, this situation must be remedied.
Wayne sneered thrice: "Since you've conceded willingly, by the rules, your title shall henceforth be The Walking Lust."
"This cannot be!"
Heya was furious: "I didn't concede, I just felt it was unnecessary, but if you insist on continuing, then it will be a fight to the death."
