The exhibition hall was vast. A faint, warm golden radiance still flowed and flickered slowly through the air. The mafia heiress, Miss Neon Nostrade, was at this moment—
Kneeling helplessly in the red carpet that resembled wet mud. Her pair of fair, delicate little hands—
Limp and powerless, desperately supported her small body, which trembled from fever. Under the influence of the supremely noble True God's fragrance radiating from Tobirama Uchiha, all of her thoughts—
All of her tsundere defenses, collapsed completely in an instant, vanishing without a trace. Her large blue eyes, at this very moment—
Were filled with the most fanatical attachment and adoration for the white-robed God Emperor before her. Her breathing was extremely hurried.
She bit down hard on her red lips, refusing to let out any embarrassing moans. Her small hands overlapped before her chest as she remained kneeling, her pretty face flushed crimson. Tobirama Uchiha's expression remained as calm as water.
His white robe stirred faintly in the air, immaculate and untouched by dust. He leaned down slightly, extending the index finger of his right hand and gently pointing forward into the void. His fingertip—
Softly landed on the center of Neon's fair, lustrous forehead. Perfect Yang Release Life Divine Light transformed, within one-thousandth of a second, into an incomparably sacred, warm golden-red torrent of life.
It poured endlessly and forcibly into the deepest recesses of Neon's mind. ... Boom. Sacred life force wildly cleansed, reforged, and washed through every cell in her body on a massive scale.
To forcibly use her Specialist spiritual summoning ability and unleash that strange Lovely Ghostwriter, Neon had suffered a deadly backlash from the laws, one that severely drained her lifespan and remained within her fragile meridians and the depths of her soul.
Under the burning of the