The somber gray armor seemed to have been forged precisely to her proportions: a raised breastplate, a slender, tapered waist, a gray battle skirt a foot and a half long, rounded pauldrons, and other pieces that fitted her body perfectly, encasing her completely. A circlet encircled her forehead where the Chaos Brand lay. At its center, a vertical, crimson eye shone brilliantly. Ripples rose above the circlet in seven crests, forming a headdress like a queen's crown.
Featherlike patterns spread across every part of the armor. The Chaos Wings behind her had turned entirely dark, sinister gray. With each gentle tremor, rings of gray ripples spread outward from Pope Bibi Dong. The guard of the enormous scythe in her hands, now completely gray, spread open like a pair of angel wings. Vast clouds of gray flame and smoke enveloped every part of her body, making her appear even more wickedly alluring, majestic, and inviolable. Like an evil deity descending at heaven's command to scour the mortal world clean, she radiated incomparable divine might.
Without a doubt, this was Pope Bibi Dong as a true deity with dual divine positions!
She possessed both the Angel God's benevolent, radiant aspect and the Rakshasa God's cold, dark aspect.
The gray haze flooding heaven and earth emanated from the vertical crimson eye at the center of the Chaos Circlet on her forehead.
Merely meeting that vertical crimson eye's gaze sent a chill through Yang Ming's entire body. He felt as though a predator at the top of the food chain had marked him as prey. His body, mind, and soul seemed to freeze and plunge into an ice cellar, goosebumps rising across his skin. A blast of evil mental power traveled along that gaze, slamming into his mind like a high-speed train. Alarmed, he