Lin Xiao’s strike was merely an experiment to see what kind of damage he could inflict on the Dark Archmage’s body without resorting to the brute force of the Sun-Essence Gold.
As it stood, the damage was negligible, barely a whisper.
With that thought, he retrieved the Sun-Essence Gold and began to scrutinize the torso before him, pondering where to make his incision.
His aim was a swift, decisive kill.
Upon seeing the Sun-Essence Gold, the torso’s complexion shifted dramatically. It quickly stammered, "I was only going to ask you a question. If you don't want to answer, then don't, but please don't casually produce such a dangerous item."
The moment it appeared, the torso felt an innate suppression, far greater than the pressure from the Pope’s Holy Light.
To put it bluntly, even Qi Tian’s enhanced Holy Light was something it could bathe in, its damage less than its regeneration speed. Yet, it felt that what Lin Xiao held in his hand could effortlessly end its existence.
An utter annihilation, soul and spirit scattered.
That would be a tremendous loss, to perish before it had even begun to savor this life.
"My duty is to eliminate you." Lin Xiao didn’t know why he was conversing with this entity. Perhaps it was because its current demeanor differed from the Dark Archmage, and it hadn’t actively harmed anyone.
Or perhaps it was due to the old Pope’s soul residing within it, amplified by faith, making its aura feel more approachable.
The old Pope’s affability was undeniable.
"You, in this form, remind me of some magical girls I saw in anime years ago?" The torso stroked its chin, finding no beard, it conjured a full beard and began stroking it with comfort.
"Magical girls?" Lin Xiao understood. It was referring to the Japanese term for magical girls.
“In the name of the moon, I shall destroy you!” With that, the torso drew a large circle with its hand and then made a scissor gesture before its eyes.
Silence descended upon both Lin Xiao and Qi Tian.
Especially since the figure was wearing Lin Xiao’s face.
“Garen builds Infinity Edge… silence plus critical strike…” Qi Tian’s voice suddenly uttered.
Lin Xiao shot him a glare.
Then, he turned back and, without hesitation, drove his blade through the face.
The face that was identical to his own.
“Oh dear, oh dear.”
The torso realized its mistake. "Indeed, it might seem rather strange to strike that pose in a male form. In that case…"
As it spoke, the torso’s voice shifted to a feminine tone, and its illusory attire transformed instantaneously.
A blue Japanese high school girl’s uniform materialized, and the torso once again struck the same pose.
“In the name of the moon, I shall destroy you!”
It had to be said, the imitation was flawless, the还原度 exceptionally high, surpassing even the most professional, top-tier cosplayers.
However, at this moment, the gazes Lin Xiao and Qi Tian cast upon the torso were even more peculiar.
To their eyes, the near-perfect pose exuded nothing but strangeness.
Lin Xiao subconsciously took a step back, and the Sun-Essence Gold in his hand was already thrown.
"Die, you pervert!"
"This guy definitely has some kind of peculiar fetish!"