Izanae was the God of Amusement. She was never serious, approaching everything with a playful, spectator's attitude.
But now, after seeing the body part of 'Mother,' she finally showed a hint of excitement.
Could a god get excited? Fang Cheng wasn't sure, but he could tell how much she valued this finger.
Without Izanae urging him on, Fang Cheng already wanted to take it out and have a look.
Blood flowed from his body, transforming into a sharp steel blade. He brought it down against the glass.
The instant it touched, red alarms blared throughout the Black Hole.
At the sound of the alarm, the walls surrounding the Black Hole opened up, revealing countless shooting ports. Red laser sights immediately locked onto Fang Cheng.
The next moment, hundreds of lasers shot out from the ports.
Once the lasers had locked on, there was no dodging them. Fang Cheng was preparing to take the hit head-on when the beams abruptly changed direction halfway through, turning back to attack their allies.
In the blink of an eye, the returning lasers had burned out every shooting port in the walls.
"Keep going!"
Izanae's alluring voice rang out once more.
This was the first time she had stepped in to help Fang Cheng resolve a crisis. Of course, her main goal was to make sure they could get that finger.
Fang Cheng continued cutting at the glass with his steel blade, but it wouldn't budge. He had no idea what the outermost layer was made of, but it was as hard as steel.
"If I use a little more force, I won't damage the finger, will I?"
He asked aloud. Izanae didn't answer, which probably meant she approved.
So he pulled the Thunder-Strike Hammer from his shadow, aimed its pointed end at the glass,