"Soul-Absorbing Tablet, absorb souls!"
Qiangu Zhangting's voice carried an almost savage resolve as it echoed across the dim competition stage.
At his cry, the gray-black giant serpent coiled at the center of the enormous iron tablet floating in midair suddenly lit up with terrifying red light in its hollow eye sockets.
What kind of eyes were those?
They were two pools of pure blood-red, deep as bloody whirlpools leading into an unknown Abyss, emanating a horrifying force capable of piercing flesh and drawing out human souls.
Merely looking into those eyes was enough to make the souls of the weak-willed tremble, as if they would be completely Devoured the very next second.
What was more, the space behind the massive Soul-Absorbing Tablet warped slightly, and a phantom figure a hundred meters tall flickered into view.
The figure was shrouded in hazy gray-black mist, its features impossible to discern. Only its long hair, writhing like living creatures, stood out—the hair was clearly made up of vicious giant snakes tangled together and hissing.
Her eyes were likewise a deep crimson filled with endless darkness, echoing the eyes of the giant serpent on the Soul-Absorbing Tablet and radiating a pressure that froze souls.
God of Sin: Medusa!
As Medusa's phantom opened her eyes, Bianka, Imprisoned in place, abruptly stiffened. Her snow-white body froze completely in midair as though she had been struck by a paralysis spell. The light in her lively eyes dimmed at once, as if some invisible force had truly taken complete control of her.
Standing behind the Soul-Absorbing Tablet, Qiangu Zhangting took in the entire scene. The tight line of his lips finally curved upward slightly, revealing a cold smile of relief.
He knew full well that using the Soul-Absorbing Tablet against a Big White Goose was excessive—like using a