Death God Desert.
After the Prophet slapped her, Mem completely lost it. "Is this some kind of sick joke? Lord Prophet, we can defeat the Great Kun even without that level-one piece of trash."
"No, no, no! I defeated the World-Ending Monster Beast with Xia Mei's help! It was Xia Mei, Xia Mei, Xia Mei, not you!"
His repetitive roars echoed across the yellow sands.
After a brief bout of madness, the Prophet finally calmed down.
Since events had unfolded differently from what the book said, they were wrong.
And errors had to be corrected.
The Prophet clutched his head with both hands. According to Mem, Xia Mei had lost her memories for some unknown reason, so while he was unconscious, that master and disciple must have bad-mouthed him to Xia Mei. On top of that, the idiot Mem had pressured her.
Even if Xia Mei did not see him as an enemy now, she certainly would not welcome him.
"But if that master and disciple can exploit her amnesia to steal her away, so can I. I just need to find a way to bring Xia Mei before the Great Kun and make her lose her memories again."
As for that master and disciple...
"If I go straight to them and kill them, Xia Mei will only hate me more. That would mean falling into their trap."
"But you think I have no other options? I'm the Witch of Calamity's disciple!"
The moment he mentioned the Witch of Calamity...
All the anger, anxiety, and worry in the Prophet's heart vanished, replaced by pride and arrogance. He removed his mask, revealing a devilish smile.
"Saint Spirit Venerable Bull Face, I curse you to die this instant, your soul falling into the Abyss, stripped of all memories and abilities, reduced to