Her Majesty the Divine Phoenix Above, What Blasphemy Is This

"How about it? Interested in being sealed inside a toilet?"

Fang Mo held Laevateinn and smiled as he rolled his neck from side to side.

The trick he had just used was actually very simple. On the surface, it looked like his head was gone, but in reality, it was merely a Custom Steve feature. He had temporarily modified his model and removed his neck and head.

Under normal circumstances, no living creature could survive without a head.

But Fang Mo could chat and laugh freely with Nyarlathotep, so he had probably long since left the category of "normal."

Besides, it had been mentioned before that utility mods were almost universally absurdly overpowered. Things like voracious eating, Extra Large Backpack, Chinese Language Pack, Large Veins, and so on... Custom Steve was also a utility mod, so its effects were naturally outrageous as well.

Fang Mo discovered that after losing his head, not only could he stay alive.

He could even think freely.

Being able to think without a brain was just too hilarious. Fang Mo had even briefly wondered whether he was the one without a brainstem, thinking purely with his lower half or something.

But while Fang Mo was pondering these things.

The Dark Phoenix, wracked by pain, changed again.

"You..."

The Dark Phoenix glared viciously at Fang Mo. Her expression had twisted into something terrifying, black veins covering her entire face. Combined with her hollow eyes, this no longer felt like X-Men—it felt more like some cursed horror movie monster.

"You... want... to... kill... me?"

The Dark Phoenix spoke slowly, and her aura instantly became even more turbulent and overwhelming.

As she spoke, her body suddenly floated forward, forcibly pulling the blade from her stomach. With a wet squelch, blood began spraying wildly outward.

Then, in the very