“Order, show yourself!”0

The moment the voice fell, everything seemed to be pressed by an invisible pause.0

The golden retriever beneath the chair froze in place, its eyes growing dull, its expression weak and helpless. At this moment, there was no longer any need to distinguish whether it was Kevin or Rhanedar, because it made no difference if it was a dog or a heretical god.0

Pu’er was also frozen, though a faint hint of life still circulated in her eyes. However, the truth was that her inner world was already erupting in violent turmoil.0

Meow!!! This has gone completely out of control!!!0

Pu’er had long prepared herself mentally, or else she would never have decided to take out the finger of the God of Light she had sealed with her own body, yet what she was seeing happen completely failed to match any scenario she had imagined.0

In her original plan, Karon would merely be a young noble sitting quietly at home, while the stupid dog would be nothing more than a punching bag, wearing a red flower, picking its nose, swaying its body while shouting, “Come hit me! Come hit me!”0

Honestly, the mere presence of the stupid dog was already an extravagant luxury, as not even direct heirs the orthodox churches purified, nor even those who had been practically confirmed to be reincarnations of gods would ever place a sealed heretical god beside them to serve as a decorative trinket during purification.0

And yet, Pu’er had felt that not even this was enough, because she had the conditions to do even better. She was fully aware of how terrifying this thing was and the dreadful...0