"Grant me Beyonder Abilities?"
Before Anthony could grasp what the "boss" before him meant, his heart jolted. He felt a streak of light descend from an infinite height in an instant and plunge into his body.
"This Beyonder power came from a member of the Bliss Society whom Lumian hunted down," Nimrod told Anthony evenly. "Lumian Lee will tell you what to do next."
Huh? Me?
Surprise flickered in Lumian's eyes. He had never expected this matter to be handed over to him.
He knew perfectly well why the Godfather wanted to give Anthony half of the Market District. It was preparation for the change in his sex when he drank the Witch potion in the near future, a prerequisite for Anthony to temporarily take over his control of the Market District.
But the Godfather had never told him how to train a newcomer!
Just then, a stream of information surfaced in Lumian's mind. He immediately sank into thought, diligently digesting its contents so he wouldn't embarrass himself in front of this new officer.
Still, Lumian glanced at Anthony beside him. Anthony was clearly also digesting the information in those two sentences, giving him some time to prepare.
A long while passed. The candlelight around them had long since gone out when Anthony finally came to his senses. He straightened and looked at Lumian. "I never imagined He was a great being-"
An indescribable emotion colored Anthony's expression. Although he hadn't taken long to make his decision, even now he could still feel his heart pounding.
In truth, finding somewhere to entrust one's life was no easy matter.
Most mortals in this world offered their faith so they could "enter a Divine Kingdom after death." By contrast, preparing oneself to worship an Evil God meant giving up happiness in the