Kaze looked down at Martha's wretched state in amusement. She was a god to mortals six weeks ago; now, she was a corpse he had to save from one. "It seems we meet again."
"So the traitor… cough, cough… trained you… too…." Martha grinned weakly, "I'm… not… cough… surprised…."
"I'm flattered you find me capable enough to learn how to fly onto a skyscraper without detection in less than six weeks." He smiled amusedly, watching her eyes dilate in disbelief.
"You…." She whispered, turning her head to his voice.
Rein's bloodlust dissipated when the cultivator looked at the emperor like she had seen a ghost. It spurned her curiosity.
"Wh-Who are you?" Martha gulped in fear, looking at his [disease]-free face and perfectly symmetrical features, "Wh-Who gave you a heaven-grade body constitution?"
The short-haired brunette retracted her Guided Arrow, turning her head to look at her leader after hearing he had a "body constitution." It could explain his dramatic appearance shift.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter's back-and-forth [what will he do?] vibe. ;) Summoning pen hero struck again, so I guess I'll drop the next bonus chapter, despite being crazy busy. It'll be later today. XD
[1] Dante's eighth circle of hell was reserved for those who committed fraud.
Muhammad's body is sliced from his chin to his belly button, intestines spewing out. He's continually healed so he can experience the pain over and over again.
Kaze says he'll do that to Martha. It's brutal.