The raging blizzard whipped through He Ao's hair. He lifted his head, his gaze fixed on the card in front of him with its back turned toward him.
The card flipped over on its own, revealing the face.
The image on the card was a hazy mass of mist beneath the sunlight. A huge, indistinct figure sat upright in a high-backed chair at the very center of that mist.
The hazy mist covered his form and appearance, but his immense body could be vaguely sensed, along with a faint, holy aura.
Beneath the mist, a few swaying flowers could just barely be seen, crowding into the frame.
And at the edge of the mist, along the border of the entire image, there was a faint orange and purple radiance. The two lights intertwined, then sank into the depths of the mist, making their shapes impossible to see clearly.
That was everything visible in the picture at first glance.
But at that moment, He Ao did not immediately pull his gaze away from the image. Instead, he searched it carefully.
Very soon, between the gaps in the mist, he found a few traces of gray light.
These lights were mixed into the mist, almost completely covered by it. Without looking closely, they were nearly impossible to make out.
Yet the range they covered was so vast, almost blending into the entire card face, into all the mist that permeated it.
Only after confirming the existence of the Gray Radiance did He Ao lift his head and look at the name of the card.
[The dead]
Like [Anomaly], this card had no modifiers or adjectives at all. It was simply a pure noun.
An anomaly could still be called a special phenomenon, specifically referring to the existence that caused that phenomenon.
But