The White Robed Man stared wide-eyed at the boy before him. His mind buzzed blankly, and he could not understand this world.
He had never heard such heretical words. They echoed in his ears like the whispers of a true demon.
This was a world with gods. Even those who were not believers feared the gods' renown and did not dare speak of them lightly.
How dared he?!
"Ignorant! Foolish! Arrogant! You will face the wrath of the gods!"
The White Robed Man stared at He Ao in fury, trembling. Looking at the lightning filling the sky behind He Ao, he feared that divine wrath would descend and catch him in it, yet he also worried over why that wrath had not come to destroy this blasphemous "monster."
He Ao looked up at his anxious yet cautious expression and gently shook his head. "You do not seem to understand the god you worship. Nor do you understand blasphemy, or divine punishment."
If a few casual words could so easily bring down divine punishment, he would not have worked so hard to set up so many communication arrays before.
"Your body has already been completely corrupted by demons."
The White Robed Man had waited in vain for the divine punishment he wanted. At last, his face flushed red, and the round pendant on his chest began to emit dazzling light. He roared furiously, "I will erase your soul and flesh, grind everything you are into scraps."
Layers of golden radiance appeared before him, ultimately forming solid golden "armor" that wrapped around his entire body.
He raised his hand and punched at He Ao without hesitation.
Bang--
The golden armor struck the harpoon held across its path, producing a sharp clang.
The White Robed Man's eyes widened as he stared at He