When the Mysterious Lord once again swept his contemptuous gaze over Nyarlathotep's current body...
Nyarlathotep finally lost his patience!
"What's that supposed to mean?! You'd better give me an explanation today, or I'll beat you up!"
The Mysterious Lord watched the furious Nyarlathotep, who kept radiating an aura of shadows.
In the end, he shook his head regretfully.
Faced with an emotional aura that contained nothing but anger...
The Mysterious Lord finally chose to compromise.
"I'll summon images of Kregya and Idh-yaa in their chosen forms. Take a look at what a real difference looks like."
Without waiting for Nyarlathotep to respond, the Mysterious Lord raised his hand and summoned two phantoms constructed from his own magic power.
One was the graceful, splendid appearance of a European noblewoman that Idh-yaa had used at the gathering earlier.
The other was Kregya's appearance as a Black female model, whose plain clothes did nothing to conceal her bold, sizzling curves.
And then...
For the first time, the Mysterious Lord used three fingers, exerting force with all three at once!
First, he used his magic power to construct a great mass of colorful fireworks and rainbows in the void. Then creatures of various sacred races came running out of the emptiness from every direction.
A faint yet exquisitely beautiful secret hymn began to bloom in the air!
Then, finally, amid a vast wash of light and the accompaniment of entrance music...
A noble maiden in a purple gauze dress walked proudly and elegantly out of the Painting, like-no, she actually was-the most outstanding princess of the mightiest kingdom in the world!
"Now look at my spouse."
After doing all this, the Mysterious Lord pointed at Nyarlathotep's body.
"And now let's take another look at you."
The Mysterious Lord raised his hand and waved:
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