Fusion in Progress

The sight of the "Fourth Face" vomiting nonstop was disgusting.

But Colin and the others had long become immune to such minor scenes. Under their watchful eyes, the enormous Roots began to twitch.

A heavy, oppressive aura rose little by little from beneath the Temple, forced upward through the Roots by their writhing and squeezing.

Before long, the "Sin Blade" nurtured by the "Twisted Holy Father," another living saint besides the "Mother of All Mothers," was vomited from the mouth of the "Fourth Face" and exposed to the air for the first time.

At that moment, the entire space seemed to boil.

Colin unconsciously narrowed his eyes and saw that what the "Fourth Face" had vomited out was a mass of scarlet, writhing "sword."

It had not been forged from any metal, but from a special material resembling fresh blood. The blood seemed alive; even while floating in midair, it continued to circulate and flow, condensing into a great blood sword shaped like the "Sin Blade."

And from this blood sword, Colin felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

Yet, paradoxically, he also felt that this thing posed little threat to him, which made it seem strangely bizarre.

It was not a matter of whether it was strong or weak. It simply possessed an unimaginably exalted status!

[You realize that once the "Sin Blade" merges with the "True Sin" nurtured within the living saint "Twisted Holy Father," it will gain absolute power over all "suffering."]

There was nothing wrong with it.

"Please draw your sword, Lady Vigus." The "Fourth Face" looked at the Little Girl, its face seeming much more drained and weak than before.

At this moment, once the Sin Blade was brought out, these two objects descended through "Miracles" would fuse on their own.

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