"Meow..." (Can we try a different kind of love?)
"I mentioned that too, I didn't force you," An Su put away the Holy Light in his hand, and as he did, the sonorous Holy Choir of Heaven ceased to play, "Since that's the case, let's give it one last try."
"Meow." Luo Xiaohei nodded; all little cats like to compromise, as long as they don't get their fur pulled.
It's too damaging to the image of the Chaotic Saintess.
"I just tried using 'Reversed Pope' on myself," An Su said with a smile, "But I haven't tested using 'Reversed Pope' on an enemy yet."
Luo Xiaohei's expression froze.
Before she could run away, she saw An Su re-adjust Heaven's time again; dusk was wiped away at daybreak's end, and dawn leapt from the outline of clouds. The youth raised the ethereal Pope's scepter in his hand, and as he did, the world turned upside down along with him on its inverted ladder—and Luo Xiaohei was immediately engulfed by that ladder, refined in an instant by the endless Holy Light.