Supported by countless hands, is a being wearing a yellow-green robe, but that is the only garment.
Inside, only a bandage-like cloth wraps around a body that could instantly eclipse any so-called beautiful woman.
The snow-white bandages, stained with various blemishes, terminate at the being's eyes.
A pair of long, enchanting eyes capable of freezing life and soul, now locked in gaze with Tang Qi.
Unexpectedly, the first to speak wasn't Tang Qi, the "Master".
Instead, it was this unknown goddess, who tilted her head slightly, her voice hoarse yet filled with queenly authority:
"A Divine filled with tentacles?"
"I sense a familiar aroma from you, belonging to those annoying big guys who pretend to be All-Knowing."
"Are you also from the Divine Race?"
"But no, the Divine Race doesn't look like this, and there's no record of you among known members."
Boom!
As the goddess spoke, the dream-like eyes deep within Tang Qi's body opened wider.
