"Defeat me? Are you kidding? Unfortunately, that won't happen. The End, by order of the Creator of Chaos, Azatoth, I'll take your life."
Noah was initially deep in thought, but he didn't expect Nyarlathotep to be so bold in revealing his goal.
Noah is now clenching his fists; he hopes he can immediately free himself from his restraints.
As time went by, Noah was seen trying to force his body—he was now completely free from his bonds.
Noah now turned to the Primordial Goddess; he hoped she could immediately get away from that place.
"Damn goddess, hurry and leave this place! You will die if you don't leave me!"
The Primordial Goddess now didn't say a word; she knew Noah couldn't defeat the figure of Nyarlathotep.
The Primordial Goddess bit her lip; she wished she could provide her help to Noah.
The Primordial Goddess now drew herself closer to Noah; she, without hesitation, gave him the book.
