Mimi, already hovering on the brink of death, wanted to see the person speaking before her.
But her eyes had been burned through more than ten seconds earlier. She could no longer see anyone.
However...
[Spirituality] could!
Mimi used [Spirituality] in what she considered an extremely crude fashion.
The next moment, a tall figure appeared in her vision.
His features were rugged in the extreme, his golden hair hung loose, and his body was so robust that even a cat could see how strong he was.
Of course, none of that mattered.
What mattered was that, under her [Spirituality] observation, his body resembled a blazing flame, constantly flickering and brimming with radiance.
Farther away in her [Spirituality] vision, the black-robed man was a mass of distorted coldness, like a cluster of vine-like tentacles frozen inside a block of ice. Those tentacles also had a cold, slippery quality, like mucus dripping from a snake shedding its skin, which made Mimi uncomfortable.
But the black-robed man was the most uncomfortable of all.
An established fact had been overturned, leaving the black-robed man with a sense that he had been "defied"-
It was the feeling of a god being blasphemed by a mortal.
He had not felt that way in a very long time.
He felt anger.
"You have blasphemed against a god!
You must suffer divine punishment!"
The black-robed man smiled coldly.
Immediately, flames streaked with white appeared on the burly man's body.
Whoosh!
The flames burned flesh.
The flames scorched souls and hunted lives.
The flames burned everything.
The flames could not be extinguished.
The flames...
Went out.
The rugged-faced man raised a hand and patted the flames on his body, as though he had merely gotten some dust on himself.
In fact, those flames, which even a Mystic Creature could