Astonishingly beautiful.
In that moment, Fu Qian naturally came up with the perfect description.
Not only did the statue look female from behind, but there was nothing strange about its face from the front, either. It was unmistakably human.
More remarkably, it wore no crown, mask, veil... none of the usual things that obscured a face. It was completely bare-faced.
Of course, one glance was enough to understand that confidence.
It was a face impossible to forget.
Not only was it hard to guess her age, but her aura was also ever-changing.
She seemed at once as gentle and compassionate as a Madonna, yet there was an innate bewitching allure hidden within her. A single glance was enough to ignite humanity's most primal desires—even in those who wielded divinity.
And the statue's eyes were even closed.
Not like the Witch.
As he took in the wonder of it all, Fu Qian still managed to arrive at his first important conclusion.
That's right. The first thing he'd done was compare the faces of the old and new Dark Moons. His conclusion was that they didn't look much like mother and daughter.
To be honest, this had even been one of the central purposes of the trip.
From the moment they first met until now, the Witch had told him quite a bit about her own past.
In Fu Qian's eyes, her "birth" practically reeked of something amiss.
A born deity after the apocalypse, inheriting the full authority of the Dark Moon.
She had no idea why she had been born, yet somehow knew from the start that she had a "mother."
And despite possessing such immense power, she had later run into the highly targeted Stars Law and been dragged off to be used as kindling without any ability to