She gathered the shockwaves formed from eighty million resentful spirits into her hands, then maintained that state as she descended toward the enemy below.
Aura, dressed in a black robe, noticed Pest's presence. "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Is running errands for No Name fun?"
"Hmph, at least they aren't as cruel as you!"
With that, Pest swung both hands, sending black shockwaves mixed with tens of millions of wails directly at Aura.
However, the shockwaves exploded not far in front of Aura.
Pest had never expected her attack to be so easily neutralized. To be honest, she was furious.
"After being cut apart by the Pied Piper of Hamelin, your spiritual status has shrunk considerably. Even if you are using eighty million undead, you are still very far from becoming a god. How about it? Why not join our side again? This time, we'll prepare Gifts of suitably excellent quality for you."
Expressionless, Pest continued attacking the distant enemy.
The attacks exploded directly before the circular formation surrounding Aura.
Aura smiled and continued trying to unsettle her. "Pest, in terms of talent alone, you have the potential to become a god through your own efforts. The power you possess makes you an extraordinary Ghost Mother, one that exceeds all standards. Therefore, if you wish, we can even arrange subordinates for you—far superior to those little lackeys you had before."
"Shut up!"
Pest broke through the ring of black shockwaves, and surprise appeared on Aura's face.
A wound appeared on Aura's face. Compared to the damage to the circular formation, the wound on her face seemed to surprise and anger her more.
"Aura, there may be one thing I'm grateful to you for. That was providing me with the grimoire. For that alone, I truly owed