Seeing Yui's stunned expression, the high priest clicked her tongue in disappointment. "Little girl, how disappointing. We only just met not long ago."
"Cough, cough, cough." Choked by the overpowering stench of blood, Yui coughed a few times, then used chakra to seal her olfactory points so she could no longer smell anything.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand a word." She turned her head away, refusing to meet the Evil God's eyes. This person did feel somewhat familiar, but she could not remember where they had met.
The memory was like a forgotten dream, its images impossible to grasp.
With things having come to this, she forced herself to calm down and consider how to deal with this person. Even Sage Mode could not free her from these bizarre bloody hands, which horrified her.
"You don't understand?" The high priest's face fell. She leaned toward Yui and sniffed, then nodded thoughtfully. "I see. You've already transferred my power elsewhere."
"No wonder you've forgotten me."
"Little girl, what am I to say about you? You had a chance to gain power, yet you insisted on throwing it away. Very well. Since that's how it is, I won't force you." The high priest lowered her eyes, a shadow flickering through her gaze.
Hearing the high priest mutter to herself, Yui froze for a moment. After giving it some thought, her expression instantly grew grave. "Power? What power are you talking about? What do you mean, I threw it away?"
A dreadful suspicion arose in her mind, and she met the high priest's crimson eyes with a solemn gaze.
"Hee-hee!" The high priest arched her slender brows and said flippantly, "You want to know? Haven't you already guessed?"
Disbelief flashed across Yui's face.
"That can't be right," she murmured, then