Mystic Library. Tang Qi sat upright on the Silver Skateboard while Alice V beside him continued to burst forth with fresh, wondrous little objects.
But Tang Qi did not look at the mechanical girl. Most of his attention was on the battlefield, and he could not suppress his astonishment at the scene unfolding there.
Enduring the Contamination Backlash while staring at Ispatranie's terrifying divine form, he sighed.
"Flora did not lose unfairly. Ispatranie truly is not someone any being can underestimate. She has the full potential to advance into the Mother Goddess of Life."
"She was already powerful, and now she has Sessaro's entire Divine Authority layered onto her. It would be difficult for Boundless Mystery to find an existence capable of opposing her in a short time."
"But that is good too. If she devours a few more evil gods..."
"Hm, she's here?"
Besides constantly spying on the battlefield, Tang Qi had not relaxed his vigilance over the areas he needed to sense.
For instance, at that moment, the familiar burning sensation appeared on the back of his hand once more.
With a cold sneer on his face, the long-hidden Mark of Fate surfaced again, its edges bearing marks as if scorched by a branding iron.
Along with the pain, a familiar yet loathsome figure appeared out of nowhere in the depths of Tang Qi's mind.
The woman with blackish-gray braids that had begun to writhe, her ugly face somewhat twisted, stared fixedly at Tang Qi.
Lady Fate had appeared, yet the "gray mist of fate" that should have surged forth after her was nowhere to be seen.
"The library can block the Mist of Fate? So she can only communicate with me on a spiritual level?"
That thought flashed through Tang Qi's mind. Then, before this bitch could