833 Descendants Are Just Replicas

"I won't leave you."

Gold tightened his embrace, not taking his gaze from the water. He continued to stare but didn't show any emotions.

It could be that he was confident about getting a victory, or it could also be that he didn't care about winning or losing.

Bai Qingqing suddenly felt that Gold was a little terrifying and too unfathomable.

She threw a glance at her ankle. Curtis was still fine. Should she summon him here?

The glow from the sunset was replaced by the bright moonlight. Silver light illuminated the lake. She had no idea if it was due to the changes to the light rays that the intense green in the water seemed to have dissipated, the color gradually returning to normal.

Suddenly, many merman corpses floated up to the surface. Soon, a large area was filled with them.

Gold was surprised, not by Curtis's capabilities, but because he didn't expect him to deal with the situation so quickly.

"They've failed. Let's go."