The massive demon god suddenly spouted an intensely vibrant, glowing pink blood, shimmering as if fluorescent.
Like the blood from a macabre tableau, laced with an eerie luminescence.
"You insolent wretch—"
Only then did the demon god's mouth, newly revealed, unleash an enraged roar.
It was no longer the enigmatic reverberation that had echoed through the void; it lacked divinity, diminished to nothing more than the deafening cry of a giant.
Yet the black-and-white shockwaves unleashed by that cry instantly pulverized the surrounding buildings into dust, nearly shattering Jiu'er's already fragile, tempest-torn body.
The flames enshrouding her flickered weakly, almost extinguished. Cracks formed across her body, sharp and crystalline, like the spiderweb fractures of safety glass shattered upon impact, like frozen fissures on a fractured phone screen.
—However, at that very moment.
Just as Fufu's mouth opened wide, an arrow of light, silent as a falling star, streaked forth.
