"Is this the Flower of All Laws?"
Gary Smith touched his chin, examining with interest the sacred object of the Heavenly Principle Church that stood before him.
It looked like a plant with a vertical stem stretching out ink-painting-style leaves, but at the center, the petals were extremely peculiar—composed of countless densely packed ancient characters that constantly changed, combined, and collided, sparking and igniting a pale flame of knowledge that burned intensely.
In the light of the fire, seventeen rainbow-colored mysterious eyes continuously opened and closed, emitting a fragrance similar to that of books.
Suppressed by Little Spider's imposing aura and unable to move, he could only greedily watch his surroundings.
It was less a flower, and more a peculiar life form.