Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 936 - 202: Let Sister Li Have a Look!

Little Dark spent the whole night shouting until her voice became hoarse before dawn, but the results of her efforts were gratifying. The leaders of Carlo's assembled faction dispersed, fleeing to various corners of the Praise Sanctuary, and some went to the extreme of burying their heads under their beds like ostriches.

Even so, Little Dark didn't stop. Although her voice was gone, she still had hands and feet. With the help of the old special effects master Bazatous, many people witnessed a streak of red light shining on a twin-tailed girl with eyes like black holes, who laughed maniacally as she chased them around the Circular Hall.

When dawn arrived, Little Dark's originally pale face had turned rosy with excitement.

She and Bazatous found a common language. She never expected that playing ghosts in the dark could be so fun, especially when those high-and-mighty faction leaders cried for their fathers and mothers when chased by her, filling her with a sense of achievement.

Even Miss Keroy's terrifying legend spread among the crowd.

Someone claimed to have seen a monstrous bird devouring human flesh in the gallery, speculating that many had already fallen victim.

However, for the gentle Miss Keroy, these were completely unfounded rumors. She was merely quietly eating fruit in the gallery at the time, when Bazatous added some eerie light and shadow effects.

"You have talent."

Returning from yet another "hunt," the seven-eyed woman nodded repeatedly at Little Dark, acknowledging a potential newcomer after Mary, "Would you consider working with us in the film industry?"

"Work? What kind?"

"Simply put, play ghosts to scare people, then film it and release it. If it's you, you'll undoubtedly create a classic screen character."

"Alright!"

Little Dark immediately accepted Bazatous's invitation, realizing that this was truly meaningful—it satisfied her interests and also paid, what could be better?

See, this is shared tastes.

But evidently, not everyone in the squad loved the ghost-scaring atmosphere. The proposal to destroy the Goddess statue required much mental preparation from Mary, as she was also a believer in the Life Divine Teachings and felt uneasy witnessing someone destroy the statues in the Holy Hall.

She put up with it, but soon Mary discovered a new problem that could not be ignored.

"These props of yours..."

Through the crack of the door, she observed the hallway's flowers wriggling like lumps of flesh, frowning deeply, "Why do they look so much like something Bazatous would do?"

This reminded her of her experiences during the Crimson Epoch, an unforgettable sight that others could not replicate.

It was indeed enough to terrify the faction leaders, as these bizarre flesh lumps represented the powers of Evil God Bajatos, who nearly destroyed human civilization during the Third Epoch.

Mary used a suspicious gaze to scrutinize the seven-eyed woman in the room. Every time Ethan was asked about the woman's background, he dodged the topic and became hesitant.

Her gaze became sharp. No matter how Ethan deflected the topic this time, she had to get to the bottom of it, "Senzi, who exactly is she, and why are you hiding her identity?"

The room's atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

All seven eyes looked toward Ethan at the same time, and Ethan, sweating, looked toward Lindong.

This question was really tricky.

If a Church Saintess who fought against Bazatous all her life knew she was currently sharing a room with Bajatos himself, who knows what would happen? It's known that Saint Mary has always been known for her fiery temper. If she got angry and initiated the Sword of Damocles magic, destroying the church altogether, his carefully planned stage would go to waste.

But friends shouldn't hide things from each other. This has always been Ethan's principle. Besides, letting Mary discover Bazatous's identity in a worse situation would only bring greater harm.

"Lizi, since you asked, I won't hide it any longer."

Ethan took a deep breath.

The room was silent as a tomb, and after a long time, he finally spoke in a deep voice, "Actually, she is a projection of Bazatous."

"Why can't you be honest?! Aren't we friends?"

But her response was met with prolonged silence. She glanced at Ethan, then at the seven-eyed woman, and pointed at the latter, "...Really?"

"Really."

Ethan signaled to Lindong and Little Dark with a look, also ready to call other Elemental Elves to arbitrate if necessary.

After getting a confirmed answer, Mary was first shocked, then, as Ethan expected, she rolled up her sleeves angrily and walked straight toward the seven-eyed woman.

Would this result in a hair-pulling fight?

Or is the Sword of Damocles ultimately destined to fall upon the Praise Sanctuary?

Until the seven-eyed woman's panicked retreat caused everyone else in the room to freeze in place. This was probably the first time in Evil God Bajatos's career that he avoided a human—when Mary, like a hooligan, reached out her salty hands toward the seven-eyed woman, Bazatous, like any woman in the world, moved aside with a hint of panic.

"What are you trying to do?"

Even the evasive questioning was identical to that of human women.

Ethan swallowed his words of mediation because he realized the actual situation was far from what he imagined. He wanted to mediate and turn conflict into peaceful resolution, but now it seems there's no conflict between Mary and Bazatous; rather, from the scene, Mary's "Saint" identity should be questioned.