Within the Silent Ancient Hall, the whispers of the dead echoed through the air. The Nun, originally bound in midair by chains, had her seal open on its own with the intruder's arrival. As her pale-black robe fluttered, she gently descended to the ground.
The Nun's real name was unknown, but she should not be mistaken for a gatekeeper guarding the only route into Central City. Across the entire Twilight City, no one was qualified to make her do such a thing. Even if time were turned back to the First Era, when the Sun God Clan stood at its peak, the Nun's status would still have been transcendent.
Not to mention anyone else—even when the Nun had disliked the Sun King back then, she would mock him a few times. In the heyday of the Sun faction, its three giants were the Sun King, the Nun, and the Great Sage. One sat firmly upon the throne, one possessed unparalleled wisdom, and the last struck terror into the hearts of enemies.
If the Sun King was the supreme monarch beneath the blazing sun, and the Great Sage was the Wise Man, then the Nun was the executioner's blade standing in the darkness.
At this moment, Su Xiao was about to face this powerhouse from the First Era directly. Though the erosion of time and the weakening caused by becoming an Undead had caused her strength to plummet severely, the Nun merely had to stand there to exert incomparable pressure. Her Soul Power distorted the surrounding space, creating the visual illusion that she stood amid a sea of dark flowers.
The Nun wore a pale-black robe with a hood pulled very low, allowing people to see only the lower half of her face. Her thin lips gave off an aloof, unapproachable