Poor kid. Has the chaos gotten so bad that even your colors have changed?
Fu Qian, at the center of everyone's attention, paid no heed to the many scrutinizing gazes. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at the enormous figure in the distance.
For a brief moment, part of that dark greenish-black body revealed a sky-blue hue, but it immediately returned to normal.
The scene inevitably brought to mind a certain exchange in the opera house—how the God of War's wife had fallen hopelessly in love with Hamadus's blue muscles.
That had to be the real deal.
Fu Qian stood at the center of a triangle.
Chervus, Ariel, and Hamadus each occupied one of its corners. He'd slipped over here amid the chaos just now.
As for why he could stand on the water?
Come on, he was a sage famed for his erudition. If he wanted, his whole body could become tentacles. Standing in the water was nothing.
Anyway, he'd deliberately kept roughly the same distance from each of them, then used Eternal Clarity of Thought, aiming to affect all three at once. He hadn't missed a single reaction from any of them.
First was Chervus. He had clearly just been saved. His already unstable Mythical Form had been dispelled, otherwise he certainly wouldn't have had the leisure to stand there looking so astonished.
As for Hamadus, God of Noise, his rank was absurdly high. The effect of Eternal Clarity of Thought had lasted less than half a second on him.
Ariel, meanwhile, had finally reacted too. He slowly raised his head and looked over.
But considering he was a whole order above Fu Qian, he should recover faster.
And judging from his arm, which was still raised, that brief silence hadn't interrupted his grand art of calling a deer