As soon as Grey's fingers touched the Cloth Doll, an extremely overwhelming pressure suddenly descended upon the surroundings.
The pressure was so immense that even Violet's eyes widened slightly, while Grey's face contorted into a deep frown.
This was the pressure of divinity.
It radiated heavily from the small piece of cloth Grey held in his hands, spreading through the surrounding space like an invisible tide.
The divinity contained within it far surpassed that of the small piece of flesh the captain was holding.
In fact, the difference was so enormous that when compared to the Cloth Doll, the piece of flesh in Violet's hands looked almost like an ordinary piece of flesh that had never contained divinity in the first place.
The realization left Violet completely stunned.
The captain had clearly been amazed by the divinity contained within her piece of flesh before this, and she had even felt a trace of pride because of it. However, that pride had now completely disappeared.
