No matter how desperate the Gaia Church was, it would never drain the pond to catch the fish.
They first chose to use Helen's hair, filling it into a kind of blooming warhead.
It would explode upon hitting its target. Even if its shrapnel failed to kill the enemy, it could at least transmit the black flames to them.
Although such a weapon was terrifying, Mo Qiong knew that it was nothing special to veteran members.
That was because the black flames were only eight hundred degrees Celsius. Anyone with fire resistance above that threshold would be like Mo Qiong: burned, but unharmed.
The Gaia Church had failed to verify this because they lacked something as good as Danmu.
For the time being, they assumed that the black flames simply could not burn Helen because that was their nature.
The effects of using her hair to make ammunition were quite good, and they soon found a way to increase production.
With an innocent look, Mo Qiong took the initiative to say, "Bishop! Bishop! If you can heal me quickly, can my flesh be cut off continuously?"
A bishop saw how devoted this girl was and smiled. "What a pious good child."
Mo Qiong smiled happily. "It's wonderful to be able to help everyone."
Seeing how cooperative she was, several bishops discussed the matter nearby.
"We need a thousand kilograms of Helen's bodily tissue."
"If we want to obtain enough flesh as quickly as possible, we can only have her try fusing with the Living Lotus."
"It took us a thousand years to produce fourteen lotus seeds from that lotus. Members of the Church throughout the generations consumed thirteen of them. The last one remains, to be used when necessary."
"Helen is so devout despite her young age, and she is