In the Furnace Universe, the only region untouched by the scorching light-flames, Tang Qi faced off against an ugly, repulsive Old Woman.
The latter angrily stated her terms.
"I will not coerce you again. Our Game of Fate agreement has ended."
"You are free. Great Fate forgives you."
The Old Woman was as proud as a Queen, her tone making it sound as if she were truly bestowing a reward upon Tang Qi rather than making a helpless choice after losing their game.
After a pause, she continued.
"As for Sally, that poor girl will return to your side before the tide of the Final Act surges."
As she spoke, the gaze in Fate Bitch's eyes abruptly became incredibly dangerous.
She stared at Tang Qi like the most sinister, darkest venomous snake watching its prey, her voice icy and filled with indescribable malice.
She did not speak again, but the message she conveyed was exceptionally cold and allowed no refusal.
As the two stared at each other, the Lord of Nightmares' wails still filled the background.
This Master Level deity, who resembled a fallen version of Tang Qi, had been majestic and imposing at birth, only to be pinned down and bullied by Tang Qi. Now he was being humiliated and scorched by the Violent Furnace. His misery could entirely rival Cnosaeus's.
Hearing Fate Bitch's response, Tang Qi maintained a brilliant smile that still carried a faintly mocking, provocative edge.
A Divinity Tentacle shimmering with phosphorescence slowly wriggled over before Lady Fate.
The Mark of Fate was clearly visible upon the tentacle.
"Remove it, and you may take Nightmare away."
Hiss! Hiss!
Without any delay, Fate Bitch was the more anxious one at this moment.
The Mark of Fate, which had followed Tang Qi for a very long time and