Petals painted in brilliant colors swayed in the wind, their slender roots creeping downward like writhing flesh until they touched He Ao's bloodstained palm.
The instant the roots touched the blood, they suddenly began growing faster, trying to burrow into He Ao's flesh and draw nourishment.
Yet the moment they touched the split wound, it was as though they had struck an invisible barrier and could no longer spread downward.
Then, a faint Purple Radiance emerged in He Ao's palm.
The wildly spreading, rampaging roots swiftly curled inward, bunching together beneath the emerald-green stem.
He Ao quietly watched the petals swaying in the wind, rapidly sorting through the "memories" he had obtained from Colin's mind.
At the moment he had been surrounded by the twisted power Colin unleashed and activated his own angelic power, He Ao had used his ability to implant a "false memory" in Colin.
Of course, throughout the process, he had merely manipulated Colin's memories a little and had not touched Colin's fate.
At that time, Colin's fate had already become entangled with some unknown existence deep within the abyss, and he himself had been forcibly elevated to the Defective Angel Level. The power He Ao could unleash then was not enough to forcibly alter Colin's fate.
Of course, even at his peak, He Ao would not casually meddle directly with a fate connection that so obviously looked like a cesspit.
But He Ao had not needed to alter Colin's fate then. He only needed to create a few false memories and mislead Colin slightly.
That was also why Colin had quickly realized something was wrong with those memories. But by then, it was already too late.
He Ao had already cut off the little flower on his neck, reached him, and infused the demon scimitar with