Among the extraordinary powers I'd encountered so far, which came in all sorts of strange varieties, "angels" were practically among the most specialized.
Their unreasonable special effect—deducting Sanity Value in sync with every attack—had cost me double-digit Sanity Value the very first time.
By comparison, Third Xun Brother of the Western Plains could only produce a similar effect by relying on far harsher conditions, such as being a senior, wielding the authority of the proper law, having a nonhuman incarnation, and enduring a much longer cooldown.
That was why Fu Qian had always been deeply impressed by the authority behind this purification.
Although when he later encountered Elina and the others again, simple manifestations of that power could no longer damage his Sanity Value.
At the time, he'd understood this to be because he'd solidified his traits, making his state of existence more stable.
But now, facing a Second Order version of himself, it seemed that it could work again.
One reasonable explanation was that the thing behind it had also grown stronger.
Perhaps it was Second Order as well, or even higher.
This also fit with Wen Li's previous experiences.
"Something doesn't feel right."
Miss Wen, who was meditating with her eyes closed, had once again provided a timely clue.
"My emotions, both deep and superficial, seem to be fading irresistibly, becoming completely flat... Are you feeling something similar?"
And she was remarkably professional about it.
"Same here."
Fu Qian responded instantly. His voice truly had no inflection as he turned to Yuan Shan.
"How many times?"
"Five."
The latter sighed softly and continued counting.
"And this effect that erases our humanity accumulates with every repetition... I think I've found a negative effect that can be applied during this process."
"Erasing our humanity" was indeed an apt way