A bug—fixed!
Uh, forgive Pighead. The day before yesterday, he got heatstroke—dizzy-headed and bloated, with his stomach churning all day. Updates haven't been very strong these past two days. He'll work hard at writing more later!
Taimus looked coldly at Master Yin, then shook his head and turned indifferently toward 'Wan En Longshan.' "Is the island you mentioned up ahead? I think we shouldn't waste time here listening to a mad dog howl."
Master Yin's expression abruptly darkened. He gazed at Taimus gloomily and let out a soft sigh. "Honored god, aren't you at all curious about me? Aren't you shocked in the slightest? I am Penglai's spokesman. I represent Penglai's will. I am the heretic you speak of, the enemy of the gods you wish to exterminate completely!"
Taimus shook his head dryly. "So what? I simply don't care about such things. Who you are—what does that have to do with me? Enemy of the gods? Certainly, perhaps you are the enemy of those people, but I'm not one of them. So what does it have to do with me?"
'Lin Qi,' standing far off to one side, laughed as well. "Then, honored god, you bear no ill will toward me either?"
Taimus glanced at the several Archangels beside 'Lin Qi,' a hint of curiosity appearing on his face. "Very interesting war puppets. An extremely practical design. Born purely for war—even their internal organs have been omitted. Truly a very interesting design."
Shrugging, Taimus curled his lips in a very human gesture. "But it has nothing to do with me. I'll say it again: if it doesn't concern me, I can't be bothered with any of you. Wan En Longshan, take me to that island. What I care about is my equipment, not these inexplicable weak lifeforms."
Standing