The Human Emperor's gaze swept toward the other end of the VIP Seats. Angelina had returned to the Pope's side and was saying something in a low voice, her golden hair gleaming softly in the sunlight.
Layton was talking with his advisers, that politician's smile fixed on his face.
"Angelina didn't cultivate her Light Law herself," the Human Emperor said, so quietly that only Qi Wu could hear. "She received it through the God of Light's legacy."
Qi Wu's hand paused slightly around his teacup. "The God of Light?"
The Human Emperor nodded. "During Europa's Mythological Era, there was a deity known as the God of Light. His power was passed down, guarded by the Church for generations. Angelina is the only person in a thousand years to have successfully inherited that power. Her Light Law isn't an ordinary law—it's a God-Level law."
He paused.
"She's far stronger than those two fellows you defeated in the arena today."
Qi Wu set down his teacup and tilted his head in thought. "A God-Level law? That does sound interesting." He smiled. "But mine aren't ordinary either, old man. Space, Destruction, Thunder—which of those isn't top-tier?"
A God-Level legacy?
He, Qi Wu, had a God-Level legacy too.
When the time comes, we'll see who's stronger: Erlang the Sage-Manifesting True Lord or that so-called God of Light.
Now that's something to look forward to~
The Human Emperor looked at him without speaking.
Those aged eyes held worry, anticipation, and a trace of something impossible to define.
"And then there's Layton," he continued. "That fellow isn't an ordinary human."
Qi Wu narrowed his eyes. "Not an ordinary human?"
The Human Emperor shook his head. "The Skyhawk Empire has a secret project, codenamed S.H.I.E.L.D. Even I don't know the details, but our intelligence indicates that Layton