Windmill Cat put on another bout of fake weeping.
It secretly glanced at Gilan twice, then split into a chilling grin, baring its mouthful of sharp teeth. "Come to think of it, I'd always been puzzled, but now I understand a little... Perhaps the reason the 'Director' filmed me and left me here was so you could come and take it."
"Take what?" Gilan frowned.
"The negative." The flames on Windmill Cat's face went out, leaving behind glowing cracks like red-hot coals. "My negative..."
"Just like your little hammer, that locomotive was actually a manifestation of the law of January Director 'Torrent.' Once filmed into a negative, it retained a trace of that power."
"Otherwise, how do you think you managed to break through 'Crown's' protection and hurt me? With that pathetic power of yours that had barely reached the so-called sixth tier?"
A trace of mockery colored Windmill Cat's smile.
"An Apostle is invincible in the mortal world—invincible, do you understand? Only laws can contend with laws. That's a lofty thing Ascendants do not possess!"
"Heh, my negative naturally contains my law as well... The 'Director' truly deserves to be called a Director even the Land of Gods loathes. No one knows whether They have secretly filmed a negative of them and stolen a trace of their power."
"Delicious friend, I don't know why the 'Director' favors you, but I do know that you will surely become an obstacle to my lord's return."
"So once I've recovered from my injuries, I'll come looking for you first..."
Before Windmill Cat could finish speaking, its entire body cooled into obsidian, becoming like a statue.
Then, with a bang, it shattered into fragments.
After hearing its words, Gilan remained rooted to the spot.
*'An Apostle is invincible in the mortal world. Only