Luo Weiya's figure flashed, instantly arriving beside Mephit. The flame in her right hand surged, and rotating fire gathered in her palm.
"What's happening? Are you really a doomsday believer?"
Rod shouted anxiously: "No, it's not her!"
Luo Weiya stood motionless, her eyes fixed on Mephit. As long as she made the slightest move, Luo Weiya's right hand would strike down.
But the next moment, Jelaba spoke.
"It's not her."
The flame in Luo Weiya's palm immediately extinguished, and her figure flashed back to Jelaba's side.
"What's going on?"
Jelaba said in a deep voice: "The Archbishop's soul shows strong signs of distortion, something forcefully interfered with his will, but strangely, when I investigated the source, I found the interference stemmed from his own soul."
