The Eighth Finger shrieked exaggeratedly, but there was not a trace of fear in his voice, instead he was overjoyed.
This fox was truly more terrifying than imagined, suppressing the pollution so quickly, truly a worthy legendary figure of the past...
"It's a shame that the greater the storm, the more excited I am!"
The Eighth Finger laughed heartily, incessantly leaping through the void, as the White Fox swung its tail in pursuit, and at the same time gathering starlight, preparing to reinforce the seal of the Evil God's Kindred.
But before it unleashed its power, the tail that resembled the starry river was once again covered by the twilight radiance that clung like maggots to bone, and the pale starlight around it instantly stilled.
It was in the sight of everyone.
The near-perfect shadow of a fox shone brilliantly under the night sky, enshrouded in the glow of starlight!
How absolutely divine!
"There's... a fox at the top of the tower!?"
