Wei Tianyang returned to Pei Guode Hotel, and Baphomet had just arrived back. Its current size made squeezing through the door frame somewhat difficult, and lying on its side on the carpet was also a bit troublesome.
"You look pretty happy," Baphomet communicated telepathically.
"I'm not exactly happy, but I feel like I've finally released something that's been pent up for a long time," Wei Tianyang said.
Lying on the bed, Fujiwara Makoto thought he was speaking to her and said, "Uh... What did you just go do over there?"
Wei Tianyang smiled and said, "They're all dead."
"All dead?" Fujiwara Makoto seemed to be confirming.
"They're all gone, no longer exist," Wei Tianyang clapped his hands, a few grains of soil still lingering on his suit shoulders, likely leftovers from when he was controlling the soil.
"Thank you... I believe you, you can do it," Fujiwara Makoto said.
