The figure wore a mask, his head slightly bowed. Black patterns crisscrossed and converged at the top of his head, forming a vertical pupil.
"You... you're... a Deceitful God's Follower!"
Lan Hao instantly recalled the depictions of Deceitful God's Followers he had seen in the Holy Hall. The black vertical pupil on the head seemed to belong to a Deceitful God named Black Tuo.
He looked horrified, his heart pounding. Born and raised in a Sect, he had almost never come into contact with these Deceitful Gods.
But no matter where he encountered information about them, the message was always the same: warnings, warnings, and more warnings!
'These guys are all lunatics who act without any regard for the consequences.'
'The effect is even better than I imagined,' Su Chen thought, surprised. 'It seems a noble birth isn't entirely a good thing.'
'A normal Professional from Ying Feng wouldn't have been this scared upon seeing a Deceitful God's Follower.'
