Chapter 2687

Tamsine explained, "Have you forgotten about me and the creation of mine? As long as you willingly infuse your power, this cultivation chamber can definitely withstand the power of one ritualistic weapon. But it can only handle one." Upon hearing this, Fogort scoffed. "You see me as a tool, don't you? You're going to use me and throw me away afterward?" He understood that this was entirely Tamsine's one-sided wish; it offered him no benefits. Tamsine countered, "No, no, no, you're not a tool. I told you, we need your power. As long as you want it, we can give you anything, including the Heaven-Destroyer Magma." Fogort felt disdain. He remained silent, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. If the outcome he envisioned truly came to pass, choosing to side with this woman would at least save his life. However, how many people would die in this war? He dared not imagine. Thus, Fogort's attitude remained uncertain. "It'll all depend on my mood." He intended to return to his room.