971 Birth

"I know my power very well," Mosha body told the knight from another race standing beside the five-colored pool. "I don't intend to take the Space Heart by force, and I don't want to die, either. But how can I be sure you're not going to kill me?"

The knight's faces were a bit twisted. Suddenly, it said, "We can form an adventure team. As long as we're in the same team, we can't kill each other. Otherwise, we will be hunted down by the Ancestral God School."

"Did you forget that my sensor for the World of Glory is already broken?" Mosha body said. "No."

"Damn it!" the knight bellowed in spite of itself.

Nothing could work. What could it possibly do?

"Knight, give me a plan that can guarantee my survival, and I won't say anything to anyone," Mosha body said. "I'll even volunteer to guard the Space Heart until it matures."