There Was Nothing Wrong With Using a Little Trick

"I'll repent!

"Let me explain, please!"

Mo Fan's neck felt colder and colder. He made strange noises like a panicked bird.

However, it was hard to understand someone who was repenting. Eventually, the cold blade pierced Mo Fan's neck.

Creak! Creak!

Strangely, the sound of the blade cutting into Mo Fan's neck was very unusual. It sounded like it was slicing through ancient metal.

The Trickster God noticed something odd. After looking closely, he realized that there was strange black metal covering Mo Fan's neck.

At first, the Trickster God did not think much of it and even looked down on the metal.

Even if Mo Fan had metal around his neck, the Blade of Repentance could still cut through it effortlessly.

However, the Trickster God soon realized that something was off. Mo Fan's body felt too cold!

It was unnaturally icy and even sent shivers down his spine.

Why would someone who controlled the Holy Fame be so cold?!