Three Faces.
Since I was wearing Old Master Lu's look, of course I had to use my Rebirth Club's signature move.
Fire Electricity Blood... This move, which I'd once gleaned through insight, wasn't all that controllable, but whatever it spewed out at random was incredibly powerful—and the visual effects were just as flamboyant.
In short, it was perfect for showing off my club's might.
Of course, even if this blast happened to produce electricity, it still wasn't exactly good for the surroundings.
A large section of the exquisitely designed structure I'd just admired had already been reduced to dust by that terrifying impact, and strange aftershocks continued to ripple through the area.
Amid the blinding radiance, Fu Qian was certain he hadn't imagined it: a pair of enormous wings, seemingly cast from shadow, stretched out unhindered, as if ready to take flight.
The wings even looked a little familiar, bringing to mind the gigantic headless angel he'd seen in Etched Wisdom during his last visit.
So there really was a "Fallen" Angel? It just hadn't been striking a pose outside?
Fu Qian clicked his tongue in amazement.
That made its astonishing rank seem a lot more reasonable, too.
Even a targeted attack wouldn't easily make him lose Sanity Value at his current level. It would take a creation like this, one that was almost a Higher Being.
Besides, even after that violent First Order-level bombardment, the target didn't seem to have suffered too much damage. You could even say it was in good shape.
The reason was simple: he'd missed.
The ranged attack he'd unleashed right after the first one was fast, but his opponent was just as determined to flee. And since its movements weren't hindered by the surroundings at all, the attack, with its arcing trajectory, wasn't a