[‘The Word that Builds the World’ roars, shaking the Development Headquarters with overwhelming divine power!]
[‘The Scales that Judge Souls’ expresses contempt and disgust, declaring that such a person is unfit to be even a mob character, let alone a sub-male lead!]
[‘The Eyes that Monitor the Chaos of All Things’ rubs its eyes vigorously, claiming it heard something it shouldn’t have!]
[‘The Architect of the Tower of Trials’ draws out a ‘+8 Enhanced Construction Hammer’ and swings it with murderous intent.]
[‘The Critic who Adjusts Balance’ is banned from chatting due to inappropriate language and spamming.]
<Is that guy completely insane?>
“Yeah. His mind is like a balloon… Ah, I’ll stop.”
It’s better not to say anything than to risk censorship.
Meanwhile, a chilling air—unbelievable for midsummer—filled the audience hall. It was obvious who was responsible.
“How dare you?”
“…….”
“Not me?”
“…….”
“With Ailette Rodeline?”
“…….”
With each word Reed spat out, the temperature dropped sharply.
The imposter,…
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