Shattered Soul

Guilliman looked at He Shenyan as he opened his eyes again and asked carefully, "What is it?"

"...It has nothing to do with you, Guilliman. You did well." The mage gave a forced smile. "Just as I said, you really do have quite a gift for enchantments and buffs."

That wasn't what you said when you were picking apart everything I did just now.

Guilliman grumbled inwardly, but on the surface he still gave a reserved nod, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Then what made you frown?"

Three seconds later, he began to regret asking that question.

Because he heard He Shenyan say, "Steve has been blessed by two ork gods."

Huh?

Guilliman's expression gradually turned blank. He froze as if he had not understood the mage's words at all. Only three seconds later did his superhuman brain finally recover.

And his first reaction was, "Did I hear that wrong?"

"You didn't."

He Shenyan rubbed the center of his brow with a headache—at present, it seemed the blessings from those two ork gods were sincere. Though the amount was very small, they truly contained not the slightest malice. And considering the nature of those two fellows' power, they could not be called Evil Gods at all.

A sense of absurdity rose in his heart.

Steve, what on earth did you do to make those two bless you?

Shaking his head, he sighed. "Continue your practice, Guilliman. Just as I said, the Personality Illusion I created can only work in your place for one week. In that week, you need to at least learn Titan's Might, Banish Evil, and this improved Sunlight Healing of mine."

Meeting Guilliman's expectant gaze, he laughed. "Of course, there's also the Personality Illusion you most want to learn. I don't understand,