In contrast, the Queen looked dignified and pure.
But that just went to show…
…appearances proved nothing. After all, some people specialized in being the opposite of what they seemed.
Fang Zhen stood on the outskirts of the altar, holding the Thunder Spear.
The Queen, who had been kneeling on the ground and praying to who-knows-what, slowly rose to her feet after murmuring for a while in a language of unknown meaning.
The language she spoke was obscure and carried a malevolent power. It seemed to be some kind of high-energy tongue, but Fang Zhen couldn't make out its meaning.
The Queen turned her head and looked at Fang Zhen.
Fang Zhen got a clear look at the Queen's face.
The Queen had a cascade of golden hair, skin as smooth as jade, and an oval face. She possessed a pair of large, beautiful phoenix eyes, a high-bridged nose, and a full bust. Her features were dignified, her figure tall and graceful. She resembled a flawless beauty from a classical Greek sculpture.
