Plant seeds of doubt, sprinkle the rain of lies, grow fruits of hesitation and unease, and finally reap the outcome of destruction... Is there anything more delightful than this?
"Don't forget, Luo Su, you're not the only one proficient in this."
Woodman said indifferently, "For someone like me, such 'toxicity' knows no boundaries. You can't kill me, I'm everywhere—I'll find the best angle to enjoy your every move.
For instance... your most beloved student, how about that?"
He paused for a moment and glanced meaningfully into the distance at the Great Priestess upon the snowy field.
"From today onward, we shall be eternal companions... he himself, his beloved, the people around him, even his student? No one is flawless, Luo Su—as long as you find the precise breach, anyone can feel Hell's call."
The Phantom from Hell raised his hand and pointed to his own head: "I eagerly await the moment such a soul falls into the abyss, to see what kind of brilliance it will emanate!"
