Chapter 342: Pope of the Dark Church

The Sky Goddess's expression changed, her inner conflict raging. The promise of revenge stirred her, but freedom and selfhood also made it impossible for her to let go.

Hesitating in small matters, wandering in major ones, looking before and after, coupled with the naivete of inexperience; such a person could only succeed by using a career advancement tool.

The Sky Goddess didn't use it, so she was eliminated.

Wayne was very satisfied with this, having the temper of an elder sister yet the fate of a younger sister. With a bit of training to make her face reality, she could become a decent beast of burden in the future.

"I'll just leave my oath here; you can think it over. I won't force you, lest you regret it later and say I coerced you into a deal," Wayne said as he waved his hand and dropped a lump of foam, believing in the principle of willing buyer, willing seller.

The foam hit the ground and transformed into an octopus baby flailing its tentacles.