The boundless universe was filled with black ash and embers, along with an unknown number of extinguished planets scattered among them. This vast sight reflected in Tang Qi Number Two's eyes.
He was Origin Star's sole Furnace Witch King, capable of instantly killing Demigod Level transcendents from the Chaotic Evil Faction.
Besides his formidable combat strength, he had other talents as well.
For instance, if the Federation ever fell into darkness, Tang Qi Number Two could ignite himself and become a Humanoid Sun, holding out for decades without the slightest problem.
But here, he seemed incomparably tiny.
If he ignited himself now, lasting a few months would already be impressive.
And after burning out, he would most likely be unable to leave behind an essence divine artifact like the Furnace Crystal before him.
Poor Master. Countless spirits have probably already put Him on their menus. When the day of His fall arrives, a gluttonous feast perhaps unseen for billions of years will begin.
The instant that thought flashed through Tang Qi Number Two's mind, his soul was flooded with violent blazing light.
Then came that incomparably familiar roar, shaking Tang Qi's skull until it rang.
"Foolish thing... are you pitying the great Master... or blaspheming Me?"
"You despicable False Believer... if you had not just sacrificed an evil god... you would surely have been expelled."
Boom!
With that roar, the dark and vast universe filled with black ash and embers vanished from Tang Qi's sight, replaced by endless blazing light—scorching, warm, and supreme.
If he had been an ordinary believer, he would surely have praised his great Lord at this moment.
Unfortunately, Tang Qi Number Two was not.
This fellow was merely an avatar. His thoughts all originated from the main body. He was an utterly genuine, unquestionable False Believer,