As Lina flew from Death God's hands toward where the Tenth Pharaoh King was—
An unknown silver inscription had silently appeared between her brows at some point.
Even the Tenth Pharaoh King did not recognize this silver inscription.
Yet it radiated an aura she knew all too well—Death God's power!
It seems I really am going to have another junior sister. The Tenth Pharaoh King thought.
As she took Lina from Death God's hands, the Tenth Pharaoh King could not help giving Lina several more looks, trying to find something special about her.
Since Death God had been born in the Star Realm, over the past several hundred thousand years, each of the three disciples he had taken in possessed something unique and exceptional.
At first, Little Tenth was somewhat unconvinced about gaining a junior sister even younger than herself.
She believed she was the most special one. Even that senior sister who was stronger than her could not compare!
But after carefully examining Lina several times and discovering what was special about her, the Tenth Pharaoh King could not help letting out a startled sound. "Huh?"
The Tenth Pharaoh King had a small odd habit: she liked collecting souls.
The rarer the soul, the more it could become a plaything in the Tenth Pharaoh King's palm.
Back then, when Bai Xing and her siblings had been captured by the Tenth Pharaoh King, if Dragon Clan elders had not come to "seek justice," the likely fate of their souls would have been to become one of the Tenth Pharaoh King's collectible playthings.
Just as Saine and other Wizard World mages greatly enjoyed collecting specimens—especially Living Specimens.
This little hobby of the Tenth Pharaoh King's was nothing among the countless beings of myriad personalities born across the many planes of the