Beneath Tokyo Tower.
Calamity of Sickness's body bloomed into brilliant fireworks in the night sky nearby, scattering over the city like a rain of fiery meteors.
Witnessing this, Lin Qiye's expression became even graver.
"It seems that I am the only Oracle Envoy left now." There was no longer the slightest anger on Calamity of Prison's face. Instead, he was as calm as an abyss.
Ever since the Pure Land had been destroyed, Calamity of Prison had known that the Oracle Envoys were truly finished. Since that was the case, there was no need for him to uphold any so-called Divine Authority. It was as though he had returned to the days before the mist descended, becoming once more the chairman of the Pure Land Group—a capitalist yearning to touch a miracle.
When Yurina Takishiro had appeared, he had thought he was not far from a miracle...
But now, he understood that humans were ultimately only human.
"Don't worry. I won't kill you." Lin Qiye rested both hands on the hilts at his waist and spoke calmly. "As long as you remain alive, the Thunder Beast won't be activated. I will imprison you in this Human Circle forever... until destruction arrives."
"Destruction arrives?"
Calamity of Prison knew nothing of the Shang Xie Association's plans, nor did he know that Takama-ga-hara's Human Circle had now become the center of the world storm. In his eyes, the only threat facing the Human Circle was Lin Qiye and the others.
Lin Qiye shook his head, with no intention of explaining. He instantly drew Zhanbai, and his figure vanished into the void.
The surroundings immediately fell into dead silence.
Calamity of Prison narrowed his eyes. No matter what methods he used, he could not locate Lin Qiye. He simply closed his eyes and stood