"What is this?"
Horus looked at him in surprise, suddenly recalling something.
"The Tear of the Goddess, your soul artifact? I remember it can cleanse the soul of pollution and curses to a certain extent, alleviating the erosion of the black mist."
Rode smiled and said, "Archbishop, you are absolutely right."
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