In that case, I have no choice but to try the other one.
Lian gritted his teeth and changed the name in his prayer from the God of Tiger to the Subordinate God, Jari—the Eye of Misfortune.
Unlike Tiger, the Eye of Misfortune responded to Lian almost instantly.
When it came to vying for a new follower, Jari was far more desperate than Tiger.
But, unexpectedly, all Lian heard was a single, faint laugh.
"Heh."
'That's right, the Eye of Misfortune was here!'
Lian had met the Eye of Misfortune's projection in an Illusion Realm of consciousness before. He was extremely sensitive to His aura and had committed His voice to memory.
He had indeed come, but all He'd left Lian with was a cold laugh!
'He's just fucking with me!'
'The Eye of Misfortune was probably still angry that I hadn't sacrificed a single person to Him recently.'
'He couldn't possibly know about my deal with the God of Tiger, could he?'
'No way, impossible.'
