Although Liu Zhenhan had concocted an origin story for the twin Blood Infants to tell outsiders, he himself was completely bewildered.
The talents of the second and third young Blood Infants were indeed strange. In the whole Aegean Continent, the only creatures with such peculiar Transformation Abilities, apart from the Shadow Rose, the Spider Queen's divine envoy whom the Drow Elves worshipped, were hard to come by.
Could Mourinho be a wax monster? An unbearable thought took hold of Liu Zhenhan's mind, as the handsome image of the Swan High Priest slowly melted into a pile of shapeless wax in his imagination.
The more he thought about it, the more Liu Zhenhan laughed happily. There were far too many people in this world who envied the dashing appearance of the High Priest and harbored jealousy in their hearts, and of course, Mr. Liu was no exception.
