"Lu Wu, kneel down and beg me, God can give you eternal life."
The silver-haired saint Lin'an stood barefoot on the clouds, her brows shining with shackles.
Lu Wu spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and pulled off the temple's surveillance eyeball with his backhand.
"Shen Tinglan, remember how arrogant you are now."
"When I kill Olympus, you can only be my prisoner."
One is a holy incarnation appointed by the Holy See, and the other is a god-killing ghost walking in the darkness.
He lost his humanity in the massacre, but she stole life for him in the shackles.
