In the dimly lit River God Temple,
the tall statue was shrouded in shadow, its kind face now sharing a hint of eeriness.
The plump woman in a green robe lay sprawled atop the offering table, her hands tightly gripping the edges, causing the whole table, along with the statue, to violently shake with the heaving of her body.
With her neck stretched high and her veins bulging, the fat accumulated on her face scarcely obscured her regular features, which bore a seven-tenths resemblance to the statue.
"Heh!"
But unlike the amiability of the River God, her features now twisted, her eyes rolled back, breathing with difficulty, exuding a ferocious aura!
Behind her, a young man with a slightly immature face glared fiercely. Bare-chested, his back was covered with patchy black scales, countless scars crusted over in dark red, spread across his body like spider webs.
The most striking feature was the small horn the thickness of a little finger on his forehead.
