Although one of the original reasons he had brought Blasphemous Embrace was indeed the intersection between Rainbow of Yao Bian and the Ancient Sun God's authority that Henry had mentioned,
the effect had been so good that even Fu Qian found it somewhat surprising. After all, the mission was set at night.
He could only say that his opponent had been far too cooperative.
As for the second reason—in the black-red night sky, a dark moon radiating a frigid aura hung quietly overhead.
He raised his bow to invite the bright moon; with his shadow, there were three.
Even in this spacetime, the Dark Moon had appeared right on schedule.
The only problem was that the Pope's voice hadn't appeared.
"You really know how to surprise people."
Meanwhile, with the sun temporarily sealed, Rainbow of Yao Bian's mind-erasing method had yet to appear.
Her diviner projection was commenting on his actions with the greatest emotional fluctuation she'd shown since appearing.
The golden flames had just ravaged her, stripping every last hair from her head. Now, the dazzling disco lights shone on her bald scalp, making it gleam.
The incandescent white in her eyes had returned to normal, and she was now coldly studying the object in Fu Qian's hand.
"This is indeed an exceedingly strange item. I classified it as a possible variable, but now it seems even that was an understatement."
"I told you, I have plenty of tricks!"
Fu Qian faced her remark with an arrogant expression.
How could anything related to the Pope be judged by common sense?
"You, on the other hand—are gods always this untrustworthy?"
"I said you might get to see it."
The Indigo Witch sounded completely unashamed.
"Why don't you guess why I'm no longer in a hurry?"
"That's simple. The means