"Death Sting? Sounds pretty badass, but I wonder what it actually does. Do you know?"
"I do. Although I didn't see it myself, quite a few people at the scene were struck by its Death Sting, and they died rapidly, within just a few seconds to a few minutes. As far as I know, there's no real counter to this ability. There might be a way to undo it, but I don't know it."
Sean went on to tell the others a great deal about the Evil God, even drawing a sketch for Xu Le and the others.
His drawing skills were truly nothing special, though. Xu Le could barely make out that Death's Nail was some sort of creature resembling a centipede or another many-legged bug.
It could continuously float and dart through the air, releasing spikes of some special energy to kill its opponents. It was enormous and moved swiftly.
Although Xu Le hadn't actually seen it, judging by Sean's account, dealing with something like an Evil God put some pressure on the Red Moon Holy Temple too.
Whether Evil Gods actually counted as Oddities was a matter of debate among Warlocks.
If they counted as Oddities, could they be put into the Furnace?
After Sean described the situation at the Red Moon Holy Temple, the others each shared information about their own cities.
Just as in the Dark Mother Realm, everyone took a turn boasting about how awesome Zion was, how miserable Lighthouse was, and how utterly uninteresting Tianrui Lifeng was.
After the conversation ended, Xu Le became a patient listener.
He carefully sifted out the useful parts of the information. The entire exchange remained harmonious and steady, lasting around forty minutes.
At the very end, however, Wang Qing raised a question.
"If Zion exports its Guyinduo