[Blood Sand of Reversal] began to turn, erasing the burn marks from Fluoxetine's body and the imprints left by the ghostly hands.
But those flames and pale ghost claws, like maggots burrowing into bone, surged forth once more.
Entangled by those withered hands, Fluoxetine could no longer move as freely as before or use [Life and Death Bloom].
At the same time, although those ghost claws had physical forms, Fluoxetine's Physical Attack still struggled to affect the ceaselessly spawning claws.
The flames clinging to her body burned both flesh and soul at once, causing a dual agony. If an ordinary person had been in her place, they would likely have been rolling on the ground, screaming. Forget fighting back or attempting to escape—even thinking clearly would have been difficult.
But...
Fluoxetine remained calm.
Although she had become unusually serious in her thinking and was no longer as composed, relaxed, and effortless as before, Fluoxetine's thoughts still remained unaffected by the agony's intensity.
"Oh my, I really went too far this time... Or rather, Little Zhigeng must have calculated that I'd 'play around' a little, which was why she developed this move that was nearly impossible to dodge or escape from once activated!"
"How impressive. Although they don't possess actual souls, the spiritual structure of these ghost hands has already come infinitely close to that of true 'vengeful spirits.' These flames also contain power almost on the level of a 'Rule'—this move is practically the embryonic form of a 'Heart Domain'!"
"As expected, once Little Zhigeng stopped limiting herself and stopped simply drawing sketches or copying pictures to hone her 'basic skills,' her strength became truly terrifying."
At that thought, Fluoxetine couldn't help laughing. She patted out the flames that had burned up to her neck, preventing them from scorching her