"What a pity, being an Angel, you’ve changed your innate gender for this Human. I just don’t understand what it is about him that attracts you so much, making you do this."
Even though Pandora knew Helair’s nature well, she still felt perplexed by Helair’s strong affection for Fisher.
Perhaps this indeed was a question worth delving into, but now that Helair was completely dead, it beca irrelevant.
Behind her, Remiel, who had easily taken Helair’s life, stepped forward. Looking at the Seal subtly glowing with a purple light in midair, he couldn’t help but say,
"This chaotic Seal, not only at the level of a Demigod, may have already reached a True God... Previously on the Tree Continent, that Fisher probably used this kind of power to repel Master Tao."
"It’s not just Master Tao; he’s been chased by Death up to now yet still hasn’t died because of this level of chaotic power. But that power cannot protect him indefinitely; Death will soon catch up to him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be risking everything to seek the Holy Grail... But there’s no need to worry about that now."
Pandora smiled faintly, then reached out to stroke her belly, where the black Holy Grail that Fisher and others had seen before slowly began to take shape.
The Holy Grail, infused with the power of the Heavenly Lock, overflowed with countless desires, accumulated by Pandora before.
Yet to Pandora, the wishes contained within the cup were so ironic.
From today, these disgusting things would be far from her.
Seizing the mont, she waved her hand, casting Renie’s Seal into the Holy Grail. At the instant the purple Seal fell in, the whole grail began to boil, and then, amidst the eruption of countless infinity symbols, a power linked to so distant corner of the cosmos was transmitted uncontrollably.
At that mont, the flesh buds in Pandora’s eyes began to throb again, symbolizing the Heavenly Lock calling out to her...
Ah... now the Heavenly Lock must be very confused, right?
What happened among the mortals?
Why is its power suddenly waning?
Why can the slave Sariel it appointed resist its call?
The delight on Pandora’s face grew as the wishes accumulated in the Holy Grail seed endless, instantly turning deep purple like the stars, gradually elevating Pandora’s Rank as she gripped the cup tightly.
She was about to beco a true Demigod!
And her Earthly Divine Kingdom was about to be established here and now!
The entire ground of the Ideal Country began to tremble, Pandora, possessing unmatched power, casually extended her hand. The Destiny Loom, freed from Margaret’s connection, and the World Tree Tear surged uncontrollably from the ground, directly into Pandora’s hands through the cracks.
With the trinity complete and ti in abundance, everything had settled.
She won.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
Yet, at that mont, unexpected by both Pandora and Remiel, a distant clapping sound suddenly echoed within the cave.
The joyful expression on Pandora’s face imdiately vanished, and Remiel’s body also slightly stiffened.
Because, at this mont, they both felt the sa sensation.
"Splash... Splash... Splash..."
It started with the eternal, rhythmically unclear, nearly infinite sound of waves crashing against rocks.
The sound was clear, but when it reached their ears, it was so grating.
Clearly, they were Mythical Species of the Nineteen Ranks, yet the two Angels felt like infants, so terrified by that noise.
"Congratulations, Remiel, Pandora..."
Remiel turned to look, only to find that, unknowingly, the entire cave seed enveloped by a darkness even they couldn’t see through. That darkness was like an ever-spreading, formless mist, like tide waters, slowly, without source, engulfing the entire cave.
Strangely, though the cave was enclosed, it now appeared as a hidden coastline within the night before them.
From the vast coastline outside, the continuous sound of waves crashing ca forth.
"Splash... Splash... Splash..."
In an instant, the darkness wrapped the entire cave, and all around the two Angels turned into the profound vastness of the Bian of the infinite outer space.
As if losing Gravity, in the boundless darkness, Pandora and Remiel suddenly felt their steps floating, about to fall into the Abyss.
From that chilling darkness, the light-hearted voice of Helair slowly emanated from an unknown direction, as if she was clapping, her words of congratulations trailing with the echo of the applause.
"Helair?"
Yet, at this mont, the congratulations brought no joy. Whether it was Pandora or Remiel, both only felt a spine-chilling horror.
That Angel? Impossible? She couldn’t have survived Remiel’s attack.
But the truth was, as Remiel looked towards the direction the voice ca from, he saw in the murky darkness a vague figure dressed in an Angel’s white robe.
That figure had no head, yet from the neck’s opening flowed an unnamable black substance continuously. Within the black substance, there faintly twisted a brilliance like the starry sky, but as you delved into it, you’d suddenly find yourself sinking deeper.
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