"Are you the reincarnation of the God of the Forgotten? What's your name?"
The white skeleton tilted its head: "I've forgotten…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"Your divine power can still affect yourself, huh? I'm impressed. You might not be the God of the Forgotten, but the God of Forgetfulness." Negris irritably lifted the Divine Death Shroud, covering its face again.
"What do we do now? Can you sense where Flash Feiti is? Shall we go and bring him back?" Negris asked, turning to Ange.
Ange shook his head: "I don't know."
"Well, never mind then. Let's disperse."
Ange shook his head and suddenly pulled out a Great Angel's Staff: "Repair."
"Eh, how do you still have a Great Angel's Staff? Didn't you give it to Anthony?" Negris was surprised.
Anthony was also perplexed: "Yeah, I took it and had it repaired by those counterfeiters. Except for the lack of holy power, no one can tell it's broken. But quite a few devout believers have come to worship from other places."
