The Divine Calculator looked as if he were about to perform a ritual, tense and nervous, his eyes fixed intently on Granny Qian.
"You old hag, take this sword!"
He pointed forward with two fingers, and the Peach Wood Sword he had conjured flew out with a whistle, enveloped in a faint golden light, slashing towards Granny Qian.
"Hehe, you think this thing can take me down?"
Granny Qian let out a cold laugh, her body quickly changing. Her previously thin frame suddenly expanded, and black lines appeared on her skin.
The most striking change was the growth of two long horns on her head, and her skin turned from white to a bluish-black, no longer resembling a living human.
The Peach Wood Sword came down, and Granny Qian reached out a large hand to grab it. However, upon touching the sword, her hand seemed to burn, emitting white smoke and a "sizzling" sound.
"Ah! What is this thing?"
Granny Qian abruptly flung the Peach Wood Sword away, a charred mark appearing on her palm.
