A Creature Blessed by the Gods

The projection of divine blood was indeed extraordinarily strange. Sean did not understand its principles, nor did he know how to escape that temptation.

But just because he did not know did not mean no one else did...

"Wait for me."

After saying that, Sean closed his eyes and returned to the world of souls.

Pride seemed to have been waiting in the same spot for Sean to return. The moment his figure appeared, a thunderous voice rang out. "Have you made your decision, mortal?"

Sean blinked. "Not yet—but tell me, the Robin feather's effect in your hands will not affect me in any way, correct?"

Pride slowly nodded and said solemnly, "Of course. I swear upon my name that I will not deceive you."

"But I really don't trust you..." Sean pursed his lips, looking hesitant.

Seeing that he seemed to be wavering, Pride immediately said, "You may name a condition. What would it take for you to trust me?"

Sean pretended to ponder for a while before looking up. "That feather cannot affect me because it concerns the secrets of the gods... In other words, even if I obtained that feather, I would not be able to do anything with it?"

Pride gave an affirmative answer. "Naturally. Your level is still far too low. That is why I proposed such a condition. The feather will neither affect you nor be of any use to you."

Sean looked suspicious. "You're that certain? Let's lay everything out plainly. Your thoughts and mine are not all that different, and you understand what I want—I suspect I can obtain some knowledge about the gods from that feather, but you denied that possibility."

Pride chuckled. "You truly are greedy, but greed is not a bad thing—I know what you are thinking, but I