"Other than this, there was nothing else?"
Lu Li's brows, already slightly furrowed from the pain, knitted even tighter in confusion.
"Nothing else. This is all Li Luo can sense for now."
The girl replied with certainty.
"But the Authority of the God of Slaughter clearly governs slaughter. Why can it help share my pain?"
Lu Li seemed to be asking Li Luo, yet also talking to himself.
"Slaughter—slaughter everything." Li Luo answered very quickly, almost without thinking.
"Perhaps... that includes pain?"
That abstract?
Lu Li's mouth twitched. He had wanted to make a sarcastic remark or two.
But seeing the solemn atmosphere, he held back and continued asking:
"But I remember you mentioning that after helping me bear it, the pain you suffer yourself becomes greater."
"How can that be explained by the literal meaning of the Authority?"
"I don't know." Li Luo shook her head candidly.
"There is a lot of information, and it is very chaotic."
"The parts I can comprehend are very, very few..."
"Perhaps there's another part that can't be understood for the time being." Lu Li deliberately sounded relaxed, half-joking and half-serious.
"Look, Eternal Night holds the Authority of fear and revenge."
"Abhoth, progenitor of the Seven Demons, holds the Authority of blasphemy and darkness."
"Your Authority of the God of Slaughter only has slaughter. No matter how you look at it, it feels incomplete. There must be another keyword."
"So, just to be safe, until we've figured everything out, you'd better use the Authority of the God of Slaughter as little as possible."
Seeing Lu Li emphasize it again, Li Luo nodded even more firmly.
"I will, my benefactor."
But then she seemed to think of something, and hesitation appeared on her face.
"However... if I want to retain the Authority of the