Inside the tent, Ash and Vishy stared at each other. Just moments ago, the air had been thick with intimate ambiguity; now, the mood had suddenly turned absurd.
"You didn't crack the Gospel God, which means when everyone checks the Gospel God's Log tomorrow, they'll find out you secretly came to see me tonight." Ash was somewhat incredulous. "Breaking the rules at most is a moral problem, but breaking the rules without making any preparations is an intelligence problem!"
Vishy's lips moved slightly, as if she also felt a little embarrassed. She buried her head beside Ash's neck to hide her face and said, flustered and annoyed, "As if the Gospel God is that easy to crack! Don't make it sound so simple!"
"But you're the Phantom Prophet, a Prophecy demigod. After all these days, you still couldn't crack it!?" Ash pinched Vishy's cheek. "Have you been slacking off too much lately?"
Ash truly didn't believe Vishy couldn't crack it. After all, Sword Maiden, Witch, and Silver Lamp hadn't mastered Prophecy Spells, but they had still managed to crack the Gospel God's power by applying what they knew from other fields. At the end of the day, gods were manifestations of rules, and what Spellcasters were best at was breaking rules and exploiting loopholes in them.
Not only had Vishy mastered Prophecy Spells, her spellcraft realm was definitely the highest in the entire team. One had to understand that even now, Sword Maiden and the others' demigod status was still somewhat undeserved. After all, during the demigod ascension Ritual, in order to help them summon gods, Ash had relied on the power of the Supreme Tail Feather to inject a great deal of padding into them, allowing them to leap past the Legendary boundary and reach the God Realm. But