"It's been hard on you." In the living room of the Ten Virtues Courtyard's main building, He Qiang greeted Liu Xiaoxiao, who had just returned. "Making you play the bad cop this time wasn't easy on you."
"It was only a small matter." Liu Xiaoxiao sighed. "Even now, we still don't know what the Witch is after. We don't even know Hermes's objective. And those Eight-armed Demon Gods and the Masquerade Ball—we have no idea where they're hiding now..."
"As long as we can guess their objective, there are as many ways to verify it as we need." Chen Long spoke leisurely as he sat on the sofa with Yili, watching an animated show on the enormous screen.
The screen was playing the first episode of "Legend of the Holy Necromancer," telling the story of Electrolux's youth, though it had been embellished somewhat.
"Can we ask the Magic Mirror?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked.
"If we could ask, we would have done so long ago." Yili spread her hands. Since coming here, she had gradually relaxed, and she was now even more languid than before.
"How does a Magic Mirror Martial Soul undergo tribulation to become a god?" He Qiang suddenly asked. "If it were a god-tier Magic Mirror, it should have a way to see something."
"It would probably be similar to the healing system and support system." Liu Xiaoxiao scratched his head. "To this day, no support-system or healing-system Soul Master has attempted to undergo tribulation. But healing-system Soul Masters are recognized by heaven and earth, so it should be easier for them. Support-system Soul Masters should have some means of self-preservation as well."
"We've already commissioned the Tang Sect to build her the highest-grade God-Tier Mecha, and the Four-Word Battle Armor has been taken care of too," Chen Long