"You can also join the Seven Seals; we all can join the Seven Seals. No one would get hurt, and the contradictions would be resolved," Easter said lightly.
"What are you trying to say? Your madness is somewhat beyond my tolerance," Farosa's tone turned increasingly colder.
"In the future, you'll definitely go to war with the Seven Seals, attempting to seize control of this world."
"Of course."
"There's no need for that, come work with us. Just come to the Khalifa Spire in the Near East, and we can talk," Easter tried to persuade Farosa.
"What's in it for me?" Farosa sneered.
"There would be no bloody wars! You're so powerful, and the Seven Seals are just as powerful! If we fight, the whole world could be destroyed, but if we collaborate, wouldn't it turn into a beautiful world?" Easter spoke with a tone full of longing.
Farosa really wanted to chop off Easter's head and kick it around like a ball.
