"Okay."
Edward smiled. "Then could you give me the Card of Blasphemy first? I need enough strength to help you collect the blood."
The dust on the ground shuddered, scattering into disorder.
Silence filled the underground structure.
Suddenly, a blurred shape flew through the gap in the door, shot toward Edward, then floated gently down into his hand.
It was a Tarot Cards card depicting a male priest in crimson robes seated in a chariot. The priest looked exactly like Roselle Gustav!
Chapter 129: A failed attempt at acting
This was the Red Priest Tarot Cards card!
Edward was ecstatic, but outwardly he merely bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Your Excellency Medici."
The dust distorted again, forming words that seemed to bleed:
"Come back as soon as possible and help me break the seal!"
"Of course!"
Clutching the Card of Blasphemy tightly, Edward bowed deeply. "Then I'll be going. Take care, Your Excellency Medici."
Whoosh-
Another gust lifted the dust from the ground, scattering it before it settled.
Crackle.
The underground world became dark and silent once more, as though no one had ever appeared there.
This trip had gone far more smoothly than Edward had imagined.
He had never expected invoking the True Creator to work so well on Medici. This was a Card of Blasphemy recording an entire pathway to godhood, yet he had simply handed it over.
Medici's true loyalty lay with the Ancient Sun God. After the gods divided and devoured the Ancient Sun God, he had chosen not Adam, who inherited the Ancient Sun God's divinity, but the True Creator, who was born from the Ancient Sun God's corpse. Alongside Urolius, he had followed the True Creator unwaveringly... and then met a miserable end-hence the later, famous saying, "A conspirer died of loyalty."
Edward took