Since the opponent offered praise before their death, she would not be stingy in returning the favor; this was also a reciprocal gesture to the handkerchief.
The disciple unceremoniously took the scepter and stored it in the Void Treasure Chest, then said:
"The payment is complete, the Old Gods are useless."
"No need, let's go, leave the Kingdom of the Sky Tree, the farther the better," the Elf Queen shook her head, her expression bewildered.
The disciple is different from herself; he is not of the Elf Race, there is no need for him to die along with the Kingdom of the Sky Tree.
If he survives, it would also leave a mark in this world, and when he stabs someone with a stick later, she would feel somewhat involved.
"Madam, I do what I say, don't worry..." However, the disciple shook his head, put on his hat, adjusted his formal attire, and smiled:
"Next, watch as I slay a god!"
Before the Elf Queen could speak, she heard a laugh that shook the world.
"Hahahahaha!"
