Translator: Ashish
Translation Checker: Silvain
Enlightenment was as fleeting as a blink of an eye!
At least for Yu Zi Yu, it was merely a momentary trance. However, in the outside world, Yu Zi Yu’s trance had spanned nearly half a month.
During this half a month, the bat assessment data for Avril had also been released.
‘In the aspect of psychic power, she’s nearly flawless.’ This ment came from Aurora, who had tested the Fallen Angel’s psychic strength and defenses.
The irreversible psychic transformation Avril had undergone when she fell from the holy grace had endowed her with unmatched resilience in the domain of psychic powers. She was almost immune to psychic attacks, such as the Angel Clan’s Spiritual Baptism.
There was no denying that her evolution from the light to the Void made Avril increasingly perfect.
Previously, she might have feared the corrosive influence of darkness. However, now, when it es to corruption, what could rival Void Space?
Be it mind or body, the Void Space’s corrosive power was the most terrifying of all.
At that moment, not far away, Sarcosuchus could not help but marvel with a sigh, “Although her strength and defense fall short pared to mine, she surpasses most other Transcendents in the same Tier by a significant margin.”
Hearing this, Nine Tails chuckled and remarked, “In terms of speed and large-scale assaults, she’s also among the best of her Tier…”
“…”
This immediately caused everyone to fall into a brief silence, with many of them exchanging helpless smiles.
A question kept revolving in everyone’s mind, ‘Where on earth did Master find such a terrifying creature?’
In fact, across the starry skies, there were probably only a handful of beings in the same Tier who could stand neck and neck against her.
As such, even King Zerg, who had battled her for a full day and night, now was gazing at her with a peculiar look on his face.
Such an existence was truly fearsome.
“Her bat prowess is simply astounding; it’s as though she was born for battle.” With a heavy sigh, Golden Monkey cast a deep glance toward the corner, where a girl stood with arms crossed, her six wings folded neatly behind her and her cold, expressionless face exuding an air of detachment.
Her eyes seemed hollow, as though her Soul had departed. Only the occasional flash of violet gleam deep within her gaze hinted at her presence.
At this moment, as if sensing something, the girl with six black wings wrapped around her slowly unfurled her mysterious and dream-like black wings.
*Boooooom…* As her wings unfurled, countless black feathers rained down, only to slowly disappear into the air.
Everything aside, the mere sight of those cascading black feathers elevated Avril’s presence to a whole new level.
She appeared to have bee even more noble.
She truly lived up to her past as a High Angel. Whether it was her elegance or any other aspect, they were far above what ordinary creatures could hope to achieve, reflecting the unique traits of the Angel Clan, a higher race.
Wherever the Angels went, they were always surrounded by a holy glow, and drifting white feathers, exuding an inexplicable sense of grandeur.
Of course, pared to the Angel Clan, other higher races shared similar traits:
The Dragon Clan was prideful.
The Elf Clan was graceful.
Each had their own unique characteristics. Losing these traits would strip them of their very essence.
For instance, a Pureblood Dragon wallowing in self-pity, or an Elf appearing unkempt like a street urchin—just imagining such scenes felt bizarre.
These deviations could only be described as strange.
At this moment, before Nine Tails and the others could speak, a cold, ethereal voice, almost otherworldly, resonated through the space, “I’m heading to the Lord of Corruption.”
Dropping these words, Avril’s six black wings slowly enveloped her, wrapping her into a black cocoon, pletely obscuring her figure.
In the next moment…
*Boooooom…* With a thunderous roar, Avril appeared to be swallowed by the Void Space itself, her entire figure slowly disappearing into the gaping Void Rift.
“She’s…?” Frowning slightly, Aurora asked in confusion.
“She’s probably gone to see Master. She addresses Master as the ‘Lord of Corruption.’” explaining briefly, Nine Tails shook her head helplessly and remarked with a chuckle, “Still, she seems to be pletely clueless of the ways of the world. And she is incredibly arrogant to boot…”
“How could she not be? She’s from the Angel Clan, after all…” A teasing laugh escaped a blue-haired youth. He was none other than the Lightning Dragon, Little Tenth, in his Human Form. He paused for a moment before continuing, “They say we Dragons are prideful, but the Angel Clan isn’t any better. And this one even bears six wings… Tsk, tsk… Her arrogance is probably etched into her very bones.”
“Arrogant, you say…”
A soft chuckle rippled through the group, but none of them objected. In fact, none of them really cared about this.
Avril had every reason to be ‘arrogant.’
She was the first High Angel to fall and embrace the Void Space, and the one to manifest a third pair of wings. Be it in terms of bloodline or bat prowess, she ranked among the pinnacle of existences in the universe.
Even someone as powerful as Little Tenth would need to pletely transform his Bloodline into that of the legendary Infernal Lightning Dragon to match her.
Indeed, just match, not surpass.
In some sense, Avril’s current state represented the apex of her race’s evolution, a level few beings could exceed.
For instance, Nine Tails, one of the most enigmatic, might need to awaken her seventh tail, step into Tier-6, and undergo another Bloodline evolution to barely surpass Avril.
This was also why everyone treated Avril’s arrogance with indifference, accepting it calmly.
Her strength gave her the right to be haughty.
Even in the Demon Court, power ultimately manded respect.
…
Meanwhile, as her figure slowly slipped into the Void Space, Avril spread her six black wings, revealing a face of immaculate purity—exquisitely beautiful, yet cold and untouchable.
“Lord of Corruption…” She murmured softly, her gaze fixed upon the colossal figure of a ten-thousand-meter-long Purple Dragon coiling and spiraling within the Void Space’s depths.
For the first time, she lowered her proud head.
Her reverence was not born of submission to power.
It was her Soul that recognized him.
Now, with Yu Zi Yu wielding the Power of Corruption, no matter which form he inhabited, he was the one she would forever and unconditionally serve.
Just as Angels served the True Lord, she served the Lord of Corruption.
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