Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 303 Greta's True Form (Combined Chapter 4.4k)

"Ita, take good care of the professor," Caesar said to Ita.

"Ah."

Ita helped Muirna from Caesar's arms.

Caesar then rose and headed toward the large cocoon that was binding Yumilia.

Arriving at the edge of the giant cocoon, he summoned his sword to cut the vines, but found that these vines were extremely hard, and he was also expending too much energy. After a lot of effort, he only managed to cut a small opening about half a person's height.

He immediately reached out and pulled at the vines, forcefully tearing them all down.

Finally, at the very back, they found Yumilia curled up on the ground, still unconscious and asleep.

Beside her stood the Mirror of Lundia, its surface shattered, leaving only the frame, which was also covered in cracks.

The Mirror of Lundia was already the highest-level magical artifact, but under the pressure of divinity, it ultimately could not withstand it. Fortunately, it completed its mission before being destroyed.

He pulled the opening wide with all his might, reached inside, grabbed Yumilia's arm, and pulled her out.

"Yumeria," he called softly.

Yumilia's eyes were tightly closed, she couldn't hear his voice, and her breathing was very weak.

"I'm sorry, you've worked hard." Caesar hugged her and sighed deeply.

Williamson's remaining three men landed on the platform and transformed back into human form.

"The countdown is almost over,"

He handed the pocket watch to Caesar. The flame on the watch face was much smaller than before, flickering precariously, and the hands had appeared, slowly turning.

"This is the countdown to the teleportation starting soon. There are three minutes left."

Caesar looked at Muirna, who was now too weak to move and was certainly unable to wield divine power for the time being.

He picked up Yumilia.

"Leave as soon as possible,"

The spirit world is ever-changing. It's stable for now, but there's no guarantee what might happen next.

Ita helped Muirna over; Muirna had recovered somewhat, but still had difficulty moving.
"Professor, can that super-divine power be brought directly back to reality?" Caesar stepped forward and asked.

Muirna spread out his hand, revealing the small, seed-like object, and shook his head slightly: "It is currently bound to a seed of the Azure Tree. They share the same origin and will remain silent, just like it was in Yumilia's body."

She held the seed in her hand: "I think this can be called the Seed of Menze, just like the seed sown by the Virgin Mary in legends and myths. It comes from an unimaginable place."

Williamson glanced at his pocket watch and said, "Time's almost up. Be prepared, it might be quite bumpy later."

He stared intently at the pocket watch, counting down:
"65, 4, 3, 2, 1."

A beam of light shone from the pocket watch, instantly engulfing everyone present. Caesar felt as if someone had grabbed his collar and pulled him forcefully, throwing him into the rapidly spinning vortex.

Everything before my eyes became chaotic and detached. The images of Muirna, Ita, Williamson, and others spread out like paint in water, then were covered by the darkness of the void.

Then, an unusual light appeared in the darkness, a color from reality, and Caesar also heard the sound of waves crashing.

That was the echo from the waves surrounding the island where the Grand Alliance base was located.

They are about to cross the intersection of the spirit world and reality, and then they will return to the real world.

Caesar held Yumilia tightly in his arms, but at that moment, he suddenly felt something approaching him.
But just as he was spinning rapidly and his body was being pulled away, he saw a spiritual tentacle suddenly appear in front of him.
"!"

Swish.

He was as if he had been grabbed and thrown away. In an instant, the light of reality and the echo of the waves disappeared. He fell to the ground with a thud and hugged Yumilia tightly in his arms.

He felt a piercing pain all over his body, and his clothes were stained with blood. He protected Yumilia and slowly raised his head.

Before him stretched a seemingly endless sea of ​​chaotic clouds, within which floated islands, just like the ground beneath his feet.

Looking further up, however, there was a solid, dark red ground, as if heaven and earth had been turned upside down here.

"here it is"

Caesar's pupils trembled, and he quickly recalled the records in the ancient books.

"The Abyss of the Spirit Realm"

This place, where countless hellish creatures gather, contains billions of years of sin, filth, and evil thoughts from across the world. These most depraved souls in the world are deposited in the abyss after death, ultimately making this place the end of all things.

It was that tentacle that pulled me in!

Caesar suddenly remembered the abyssal creature summoned by Gurich. It should have been sent back to the abyss, but in its final moments, it desperately released its last wisp of spiritual tentacle, locating Caesar, whom it had just interacted with, and grabbing him like a last straw.
Ultimately, this led him here.
As for the abyss, getting out is practically impossible, considering the abyssal creatures we just saw.

Caesar's heart sank.

"Well"

Yumilia, who was beside him, let out a low groan and woke up at that moment.

"How are you?"

Caesar helped Yumilia up.

"Caesar," Yumilia whispered, her consciousness not yet fully restored. She lay in Caesar's arms, her eyes still tightly closed.

Caesar bit his lower lip, gazing at the endless, chaotic sea of ​​clouds.

There is no other way.

To leave this place, one would need divine power to tear open the barrier of the abyss.

Otherwise, like that abyssal creature just now, even if its tentacles could extend, it would eventually be pulled back.

He hugged Yumilia tightly, then slowly let go and laid her flat on the ground.

"I will take you away."

He stood up, took a step back, and looked at the imperial seal on the back of his hand.

If he were to use it again now, his body would only be able to withstand it for a few dozen seconds before being destroyed, without even a chance to be healed.

But there was no other choice.

We have no choice but to give it a try and see if his half-god-like power is enough to tear apart the shackles of this abyss.

He lingered his gaze on Yumilia for a long time before looking away and gazing at the jagged, dark red rocks above.

The imperial seal felt slightly warm on the back of his hand, then radiated golden light, as he was gradually unleashing its divine nature.

But at that moment, huge black tentacles suddenly rose from the ground below, instantly taking over his head. The countless tentacles swayed and twitched like giants, accompanied by a strange cry.

The tentacles parted, and only then did he see a gigantic creature that seemed to occupy the entire world.

It was black, and its appearance resembled a flower, but the petals were made up of twisted fleshy scales, and these tentacles extended from its stem.

At this moment, the fleshy plates surrounding the "flower core" slowly opened, revealing a dense array of enormous eyeballs composed of countless compound eyes. One of these eyeballs was staring intently at him.

That's the abyssal creature from before! It's the one that pulled me into the spirit world!
air!
The ground beneath Caesar's feet cracked, and clusters of dense "pollen" were scattered from the flower's core. Upon closer inspection, however, they turned out to be writhing tumors!
"Tsk."

Caesar summoned the Formless Heavenly Realm again, and the phantom of the temple appeared, but it was now too weak and could only keep the "pollen" out.

Whether the giant abyssal creature was wary of something or simply wanted to toy with him, it did not launch a direct fatal attack, but instead spread its disgusting spores towards him.

"He wants to possess the divinity within me." Caesar realized that if he came into contact with those pollen flowers, everything about him would be taken over.

His blood-stained face contorted with rage, and he clenched his teeth, accelerating the process of liberating his divinity.

"What kind of beast wants my divinity!"

The temple's light materialized, condensing into streaks of light that bombarded the hideous creature.

The strange cry appeared again, but this time it seemed to carry a hint of anger.

It trembled with its enormous, disgusting body, and layers of spiritual fluctuations spread out, eroding the power of Caesar's Formless Heaven Domain, and the oppression from the abyss descended upon him.

Caesar coughed up a pool of blood, his vision blurred. He was almost exhausted and injured, on the verge of collapsing, but he still forced himself to stand up and confront the creature of the abyss.

However, in his current state, even if he wanted to unleash his divinity, it would be extremely difficult, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Just when he was about to give up, lush green vines, brimming with vitality, wrapped around his body. He felt a tremor in his heart, turned around, and saw Yumilia struggling to support herself, raising her hand, and releasing rings of life force from it.

"What are you doing?!" he shouted urgently.

"Caesar, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll protect you."

Her voice was weak, but the process of releasing life force through her hands did not stop.

"Stop! You'll die!"

This was the last remaining power of Yumilia, the power of the natural divine authority, which she gave entirely to Caesar without reservation. The power, imbued with a rich life force, was healing his body, but the price was all of Yumilia's life force.

"I told you to stop right now!" Caesar practically roared.

Yumilia gasped for breath, now even breathing was difficult, and looking at Caesar, she could only manage a miserable smile.

The light of life force in her hands gradually faded, and she was now in a state of utter exhaustion.

Just like before, she was using her own life to mend Caesar's broken body, giving him enough strength to withstand divine consciousness and allow him to continue living after leaving the abyss.

"...Yumeria!"

Caesar screamed her name hysterically, but watched helplessly as she slowly lowered her head and let her arms fall to her sides.

In contrast, the sacred light of the Formless Heaven Realm materialized, towering high above the void.

Sensing the alluring divine aura, the monster above immediately intensified its spiritual erosion. Almost excitedly, it opened its flower buds wide, and its enormous body pressed down on Caesar in a massive, overwhelming manner.

Just then, a bolt of deathly white lightning struck down, hitting the creature's flower bud, causing blood to gush out.

The cry turned into a painful wail, and then a consciousness tore open the abyss, creating a huge gash that stretched across the sea of ​​clouds, from which burst forth a dazzling light.

The abyssal creature was terrified and immediately tried to escape, but at that moment a divine power locked onto it. With just that lock, it violently tore the creature apart, its massive body splitting in two and plummeting into the void below, dark red blood raining down.

The intense pressure from the abyss disappeared, and Caesar, disregarding everything else, rushed to Yumilia's side and transferred his life force back to her.

Seeing Yumilia's complexion return to its rosy hue and her breathing return to normal, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he noticed what was descending upon him.

He looked up and saw a female figure with long, pure white hair that moved without wind, a white robe covering her fair skin, surrounded by colorful lights, and behind her were a pair of dazzling wings made of scattered starlight. She exuded an aura of incomparable holiness.

That exquisitely beautiful face, both familiar and unfamiliar, radiated an almost sacred glow, deserving no desecration.

Caesar would never forget that face.

He stared blankly at the figure, his lips trembling as he uttered the name:
"Grace"

Greta appeared before him, and not as a spirit or a projection of consciousness, but as the real Greta, the goddess of wisdom and destiny.

She was no longer the Grace he knew.

He opened his eyes wide and watched as the deity came before him and gently descended.

A gentle smile appeared on that exquisite face. He slowly raised his hand and touched Caesar's face, gazing at his tired face.

Caesar could feel her touch and the warmth emanating from her palm.

You could even see the excitement and agitation in her eyes; even after becoming a god, these emotions were still clearly visible in front of him.

“Rean.”

I didn't see her open her mouth, but I heard that voice that was so familiar, that voice from six hundred years ago.

"Grace" Caesar instinctively grasped the hand that was stroking his face; the touch of her skin felt incredibly real.

"Grace, what, what happened to you?" he asked urgently.

He had countless questions he wanted to ask, but now he didn't know what to say.

Grace maintained her faint smile, her lips did not move, and her voice came from the depths of her heart.

“I’ve always been here, Rean. I found you among the stars, so this time, I won’t let go.”

"What do you mean by that? And what did you mean by what you said before about the truth of civilization?" Caesar asked urgently.

Grace blinked, but didn't answer. Instead, she turned around, as if she saw something, and sighed softly.

“I’m sorry, I have to go now. I will come back to see you again in ten years,” He said.

"ten years."

Before Caesar could react to this long number, Greta slowly moved backward and returned to the air.

She raised her hand and waved goodbye to Caesar.
"Also, protect this child; she is the hope of the world."

"Wait! Grace! Tell me more! You..."

But the next moment, Greta's figure disappeared into the void, and the rift that spanned half of the sea of ​​clouds spread out, emitting a blinding light that enveloped Caesar and Yumilia, and his voice was drowned out by the light.

There was no sense of being pulled away like in a teleportation spell; Caesar simply heard the sound of waves after the light went out.

He opened his eyes and found himself sitting on the beach with Yumilia in his arms. The setting sun illuminated half the sky, seagulls cried, and waves crashed against the shore. In the distance stood the island castle of the Hellanels family.

He gazed at the sky, remaining silent for a long time, as if that sacred figure still lingered before his eyes.

"Grace, what is it?" he whispered softly.

"Caesar! Mother!"

Yumilia hummed softly in his arms, while in the distance, Ita and a group of members of the Alliance were running towards them at top speed.
(End of this chapter)