Not looking good!
By a twist of fate, the Pregnant Angel before me had become a special kind of existence.
To be honest, her current state was actually rather worthy of the title "angel."
If this mirror could remain like this for a long time, and she was directly connected to it,
then restoring everything to normal meant eliminating this bug.
The question was, how?
Kill her?
That was undoubtedly the most direct method.
But the risk was simply too great.
Having faced a True God's descent, Fu Qian wouldn't have minded trying if he hadn't been affected by this ruin.
As things stood, this would most likely be a zero-margin-for-error affair.
Either he succeeded, or he became an idiot.
For a task, that risk was completely unreasonable.
What if he didn't kill her? There seemed to be another way to approach it.
He could make her less special, turning her into something more like the other oathbearers.
Tempt the purest angel into falling? This subject matter was getting more and more thrilling!
Fu Qian clicked his tongue in admiration.
So the question was, how did one profane an angel?
There wasn't exactly a textbook for that sort of thing.
Fortunately, he still had a few ways to deal with beings of a higher rank than himself, especially if he wasn't trying to kill them.
Fu Qian felt the bell in his pocket and immediately came up with a plan.
"All right, you've convinced me."
The next moment, Fu Qian waved a hand, indicating that Elina didn't need to come any closer.
"You're free to go wherever you like now."
"Really?"
Elina asked at once, looking almost a little disappointed.
Fu Qian didn't have much to say about that. Her mind wasn't working properly, after all. What was there to