"Why not seize the opponent’s Divine Format?"
Kalanis shook her head.
"This Divine Format has been condensed by the Tyrant Monarch over millions of years and is tainted with his fallen will. Controlling this Divine Format would an never breaking through its limitations in this lifeti."
"I have my own path to walk, one that can take farther..."
When she was only at a low level, Kalanis could already wrestle the Authority from the Tyrant Monarch, how could she look up to him...
Lear instantly understood, a smile appearing on his face.
This is his unyielding warrior!
He pondered for a mont, then turned to look at the Goddess of Misfortune.
"I hope you aim to be like Her Highness, the Goddess of Misfortune, and one day stand at the sa height."
The Goddess of Misfortune heard this and looked aningfully at Lear and Kalanis, saying nothing.
A strong fighting spirit rose in Kalanis’s eyes.
"My lord, that day is not far off..."
Lear laughed heartily.
This is the ambition he wanted!
With this, the purpose of entering the Abyss this ti has been achieved.
And it was perfect.
The long-standing enemy, the Tyrant Monarch, was executed in the Envy Swamp.
A great threat was eliminated.
Moreover, Kalanis gained the complete Authority of Tyranny and forged her War Saber with the Tyrant Divine Format and the Tyrant Monarch’s blood.
On the other hand, the relationship with the Goddess of Misfortune deepened, giving Weilu City a stable ally.
Finally, the armor bestowed upon Kalanis by the Ancient God.
What this represents is more than just armor; it reflects the attitude of those undying beings, even more powerful than the Creator God, towards Kalanis.
Simply this would arouse fear in countless people.
It would allow Kalanis to face fewer troubles before she matures.
All in all, this expedition to the Abyss was a perfect journey.
The gains were so imnse as to be shocking.
anwhile, the Goddess of Misfortune saw the battlefield calm down, glanced at her army, and ordered in a soft voice.
"Return to the Divine Kingdom."
As soon as the words fell, the army returned like a tide, entering the Divine Kingdom.
When the last Doomsday Angel, with its red wings flapping, disappeared into the sky’s chasm, the Goddess of Misfortune waved her hand.
With a swoosh~ the chasm flattened like sand.
The sky returned to its normal state.
At this mont, the plane where the Tyrant Monarch entrenched had no living beings left.
All demons were executed.
Only the blood and dismbered bodies strewn across the ground silently told of the tragedy.
This Abyss expedition successfully demonstrated the Goddess of Misfortune’s martial prowess, and for a long ti, the malicious gazes in the darkness would be subdued.
Having completed all this, the Goddess of Misfortune approached Lear again.
In a slightly serious tone, she said.
"Lord Lear, from now on, the competition in the Original Plane will intensify... More and more Divine Spirits are realizing the significance of the Original Plane and have started to increase their investnt."
"You must proceed with caution."
"Ultimate Soldiers cannot leave the thousand-ter Range of the Temple, which will be a significant limitation... If the enemy wipes out all the believers, the Ultimate Soldiers summoned will also return to slumber in the Temple."
"The Long Thorn Mountain Range cannot be lost; neither can Katana fall."
Upon hearing this, Lear’s gaze tightened.
He took a deep breath.
"Thank you for your counsel, Your Highness... But Katana will never face problems."
The strength of Weilu City is still quickly increasing, and as long as he is given ti, no one can set foot in Katana!
The Goddess of Misfortune nodded and said no more, trusting Lear entirely.
"I will send you back first..."
Saying this, her gaze suddenly deepened; her left eye turned pitch black while the right eye was crimson.
She looked up at the void, and the surroundings instantly twisted.
"See you in the Original Plane."
As the words fell, Lear felt a powerful force pulling him and Kalanis up into the void.
Endless darkness descended.
After an unknown period of ti, following a swirling sensation, a sudden brightness appeared in front of him.
He turned to look, and not far away, Weilu City quietly stood over the swamp.
On the ground, the chirping of insects was continuous, and the scent of nectar mixed with the fragrance of grass wafted through the air.
Lear sensed the familiar aura and power around him, and his heart suddenly relaxed.
Instinctively turning to his side, he t Kalanis’s gaze.
Their eyes t, and they smiled at each other.
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