He knew that with such provocation, the Pharaoh would inevitably refuse to leave, wanting a decisive mortal combat with him. Today, here, someone must die, either one or both.
"The war isn't over yet."
As expected, listening to the Pharaoh's tone, he was very unwilling.
"In that case, let me send you and your subordinates to reunite underground."
Li Fei shakily stood up.
"Kid, you can't strike again!"
Evil God's voice echoed once more through the slingshot.
"Why not."
"If you continue like this, you might die."
Li Fei's gaze was incredibly resolute, seemingly unchangeable by anyone: "Then I will certainly take the Pharaoh down with me."
"No, if you die, what will happen to me?"
"I'm sorry, Evil God, if I die, I hope the divine bow finds a new master, and you can have them help you in the future."
