Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

Chapter 188 False God

"Hehehe—hahahaha!"

The witch's grin became uncontrollable; unable to suppress her expression, she laughed out loud without restraint, the sound echoing through the breathless campus.

She never imagined that she would witness such an amusing event, especially one involving her former tribesmen.

It felt as refreshing as exercising all day on a hot summer day and then gulping down a big mouthful of Coke.

Opposite her, the Kirieloid, seeing the witch's madness, gradually felt his fear dissipate and was ashamed of his own fear. He couldn't accept that he had been afraid of this traitor.

"You damned traitor, you've really gone mad after betraying the gods," the Kirieloid sneered.

He glanced coldly at the witch, then turned to leave. Now was not the time to deal with this traitor. Once the gods' plan was complete, she and the savage would naturally face the gods' judgment.

"Forgive me, my foolish fellow human~"

The next moment, a faint female voice sounded behind him without warning, sending chills down his spine.

Before he could even turn around, a sharp pain spread through his body, which he had brought from another world, causing him to tremble in agony and blood to drip from his mouth.

The witch stood smiling behind the Kirieloid, her hand piercing him, blood staining her long, slender hand crimson. She murmured casually, "I was going to let you go, but since you've said these things to me, I can't let you live."

The Kirieloid stiffly turned his head, blood flowing from his mouth, sweat pouring down his face, his pupils trembling violently. He had no idea that the witch had become so powerful in just ten thousand years, and that he hadn't even noticed her sneak attack.

The witch shook her head and sighed, "Alas, it's fine if the Kirieloids don't know what's happening in this universe, because there really is no internet there."

"But it shouldn't have fallen this far in terms of strength and vigilance." The witch withdrew her hand, shook off the bloodstains, and looked at her former kin with regret.

To be honest, she did feel a little sad. The other party came out of the village and didn't even bother to find out the situation first.

The fact that she was so incompetent left her speechless.

The body, having lost its support, collapsed. The spirit that occupied this body gradually dissipated, blood flowed, the body gradually lost its body temperature, and it died completely.

After confirming that he was dead, the witch lit a ball of fire to burn the body and blood clean, then turned and strode quickly toward her home in the school.

She was prepared to use her spiritual perception to enjoy the amusement, and if she missed it, she would definitely regret it for a hundred thousand years.

Meanwhile, on the continent of Atlantis, Godzilla gradually regained his senses, and his hundreds-of-meters-tall body moved slowly, his hoarse voice and the rumble of his footsteps echoing through the air.

It lowered its head, which had completely turned into a plant, and stared at Dagon and Lidor, its eyes flashing with memories of the past, its memories rapidly returning.

The sheer size of Godzilla made its movements slow, and every tiny movement produced a roar. Its immeasurable weight shifted gently, causing the continent beneath its feet to tremble like an earthquake. The figures of Dagon and Ridor were reflected in Godzilla's eyes, overlapping with the figures of several colossal creatures deep in its memory. The roars in its ears were incredibly familiar, gradually projecting their existence into its mind.

In an instant, Godzilla remembered that they were his adopted sons and the few others of their kind.

Its gaze gradually became more alert, and the eyes of the former king returned. It let out a low roar towards them.

But it ignored its enormous size at this moment, and even a slight roar caused a violent storm on the continent, the sound like thunder, making Dagon and Lidor feel slightly uncomfortable.

Longbo and the priestess watched all this from a vine not far away, raising their eyebrows slightly.

"After ten thousand years of evolution, the once strongest atomic titan has become like this."

The priestess was amazed. Godzilla's new form, apart from Luna, had reached the pinnacle of the Titans and monsters born from Earth, and was incredibly powerful.

In response, Longbo's voice echoed in her mind, offering its evaluation.

"So-so."

Earth received some of the energy left behind after its body disintegrated. In addition to reinforcing Earth, a portion of this energy was used by Earth's will on Godzilla.

The charged particle cannons that Godzilla possesses today have an astonishing range and power, capable of easily destroying most of the planets in the solar system in one go.

Even a full-force attack, if it hits the sun, can unleash a terrifying solar storm on one side of the sun, but it is far from being able to destroy the sun.

After all, the energy required to destroy a planet is tens of millions of times less than the energy required to destroy a star.

Without special opportunities, for Godzilla to grow to the point of destroying a planet, the first step would be to break away from Earth's ecosystem and spend hundreds of thousands of years accumulating energy.

A whooshing sound came from the sky as Mothra slid down from the air and landed on Godzilla's rugged, blade-like dorsal fin. It spread its wings and let out another loud screech.

After observing that Godzilla had regained his senses, the Monster Queen let out a joyful cry to her partner with whom she had shared hundreds of millions of years.

Godzilla, having not heard Mothra's call for a long time, slowly turned its head, its one eye fixed on Mothra, giving a response unique to itself.

For them, they are not only comrades-in-arms and partners who have fought side by side for hundreds of millions of years, but also soulmates who have transcended species boundaries.

The exchange between the two brought Dagon a sense of nostalgia, but Lidor felt somewhat annoyed, as it felt that Mothra was drawing too much attention to its foster father.

Even though Riddor has surpassed Godzilla's Crimson Form from ten thousand years ago and has acquired a completely new form, Riddor still craves Godzilla's attention.

The scene that came into view brought a faint smile to the priestess's lips. As someone who had lived from ancient times to the present, she had seen countless partings and deaths, and now she only wanted to see things without regrets.

But Lombard recalled the feeling he had when he first met the Rodon couple, so he didn't linger there and went to deal with other matters.

As Longbo departed, the priestess's right eye returned to its original state, and a mental connection was established at that moment.

The voice of the witch who had lived with her for ten thousand years came, "I feel there's something I still need to tell you."

The priestess answered succinctly, "Speak."

"The Kirieloids are back, and they want to take over the whole world."

In a beautifully decorated apartment at a university, the witch sat with her legs crossed, watching a live broadcast on television about Mount Tai and other sacrificial cities. She briefly explained, "They came to me and said they would tear down the statue you erected in front of all humanity, trample that person underfoot, and declare to the world that they are the gods."

Although the witch found it quite amusing, she still told the priestess about it, since it would be somewhat unreasonable to know without saying a word.

"*"

As the words fell, the air fell silent. The priestess's smile faded, but she still maintained a calm demeanor.

"Oh, which one are you referring to?"

"I already know. I saw them come out from the middle level passage and I didn't stop them."

The priestess responded that this was all within her expectations; her current mental power is enough to obscure the stars, and if she wanted, she would have no secrets from Earth.

However, these words startled the witch slightly, and she subconsciously retorted, "You knew about this, so why did you let them mess around like that?"

The priestess smiled mysteriously, "Hehe—you'll find out soon enough."

..

Since the strange changes occurred in the city where the Taishan sacrificial ceremony took place, people who are quicker to take out their phones to take pictures than to draw their guns have flocked here to start live streaming, trying to make a fortune.

The planetary defense forces stationed nearby quickly mobilized to investigate the cause and protect the lives of civilians as much as possible.

The best outcome would have been to evacuate the people here, but the sheer number of people gathered here, along with the continuous influx of newcomers, has made the evacuation process difficult.

Thanks to highly advanced technology, people can still know everything that happens along the coastline without leaving their homes.

Although the Atlantis incident was temporarily concealed by the United Human Government, the massive tsunami that swept across every coastline could not be hidden at all.

After the technicians' attempts failed, people eventually learned that the statues of the gods worshipping the city emitted light that dispersed tsunamis that could sweep across the world and cause mass extinctions, and so they flocked to the site.

The complicated situation left the stationed planetary defense forces overwhelmed, prompting one to yell, "What time is it? Why are people still crowding in here?"

"Have you forgotten how devastating the monsters and Titans were over the years?!"

However, the scene was too noisy, and his voice could not be heard far. Only a few soldiers nearby heard his cursing, but they could do nothing about it.

They tried everything, including firing warning shots, but nothing worked. They were completely out of options. They couldn't just throw batons at the crowd, could they? That would only make things worse if it caused a stampede.

Everyone underestimated what would happen when a faith they had worshipped for millennia unleashed its first miracle.

The scene was extremely chaotic, with sounds of worship, weeping, and prayer intermingling with the surging crowd, obscuring the unusual actions of dozens of people dressed in black robes.

Meanwhile, in the projection conference room of the United Human Government, the Atlantis Continent Conference was temporarily suspended, and the agenda was changed to the Zero Titan Statue incident.

Reports emerged of statues around the world radiating golden light, acting like deities to push back tsunamis capable of causing mass extinctions.

And now, the footage of people going crazy is being shown to the higher-ups without reservation.

Although the whole incident seems incomparable to the dangers of Atlantis rising, it is seen by everyone here as equal to, or even more troublesome.

Humanity's belief in Titan Zero began at the very beginning of civilization.

Driven by what appears to be "humanity" born alongside the Titans over millennia, it is no exaggeration to say that Titan Zero is the source of the supreme god of all civilizations worldwide.

The idea that all the supreme gods in the world's mythology could point to Titan Zero reached its peak when humanity realized they worshipped the same deity.

Even they have to admit that among the nearly four billion people in the world, only a very small number are true materialists; the rest are either staunch believers or have myths and legends deeply ingrained in their blood.

There are also some people who believe it to some extent.

Textbooks will never explicitly state that the fact that virtually all of humanity worships the same deity is the real reason why a united human government could be established.

So here's the question: now that a god with billions of followers and the power to destroy the world has appeared, what does that mean to humanity?

What does that mean for the entire coalition government?

The high-ranking officials gathered here did not think deeply, nor did they dare to think deeply, because even they themselves were deeply influenced by this religious environment.

The only thing we can do is try to alleviate the current pressure on various sacrificial cities around the world and avoid large-scale casualties.

But just as people were nervously flipping through the documents, they found that the clear projection became blurry, with noise appearing as is common in old-fashioned televisions, before quickly recovering.

But now, what's displayed on the screen is no longer the scene from before, but unfamiliar figures.

He had an odd appearance, with slicked-back hair, a calm face, and unwavering eyes.

The higher-ups frowned slightly upon seeing this, but they also realized that this was a cyberattack, perhaps orchestrated by some organization in an attempt to negotiate with them.

Such events have occurred before, but they have become less frequent after humanity defeated aliens and acquired many advanced technologies.

Just when they thought that was the truth, calls came in from all over the country to the top officials, reporting to them.

Things were far more complicated than they had imagined. The internet had been completely hijacked, and the entire world's internet was playing the same image at this moment.

The streets of the five most economically and militarily powerful regions in the world—Beijing, Moscow, Paris, London, and New Delhi—were teeming with people, all gazing at the image of that man on the big screen.

At a university in the capital, a witch, clutching potato chips and a can of cola, looked at the serious face on the screen and couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what would happen next.

"happy!"

The world's internet has been forcibly hijacked. The culprit is an unknown entity with advanced technology, which is broadcasting live to the entire world through the internet.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Kirieloid's lips curled slightly upward, revealing an arrogant and condescending attitude as he coldly looked down at the crowd.

"Oh, you insignificant, lost lambs!"

"This world is full of calamities that can easily take away your hard-earned home, your beloved family, and even your life."

As the powerful audio fades, the visuals shift continuously, revealing scenes of destruction by Titans and monsters, showcasing horrific carnage: cities shattered, lives lost, and survivors displaced.

People fell silent upon seeing this. They had all witnessed these things through various channels, and many still vividly remembered the painful images of their loved ones dying.

The scattered Kirielod people sensed the emotions of the people, and the corners of their mouths under their cloaks turned up slightly.

The scene shifts back to the man, who raises his arms high, his expression gradually becoming fanatical.

"Humanity needs a savior."

"We are willing to shoulder this responsibility until humanity achieves peace!"

As the words fell, a completely new scene appeared: an endless sea, where azure and pale blue intertwined, covered in snow, and a chilling atmosphere billowed.

Under the gaze of billions of eyes around the world, a figure draped in a black robe walked across the ice, the cold wind lifting his dark robe.

He crouched on the ice, his palms covering the ice, making a grasping motion, and an invisible force spread out.

The next second, the thick seawater churned, water bubbles rose continuously, and a huge shadow appeared. It struggled violently, stirring up huge waves on the sea surface, and a terrifying whirlpool tore the glacier apart.

As the man lifted his hand with force, a massive shadow was pulled out of the sea, its winding outline reflected in the sunlight as the water swirled high into the air.

Its entire body is covered with indestructible scales, and its python-like body stretches for hundreds of meters. It has nine heads that resemble dragons and snakes, as well as long snake necks.

People recognized its identity at a glance: resembling a dragon and a snake, with nine heads and one tail, it was the ancient Titan Xiangliu that once roamed the Yellow River basin in China.

At this moment, Xiang Liu opened all eighteen eyes, each one showing an expression of utter disbelief, as if wondering why he had been found again.

But when its eyes saw that figure, a faint sense of death instantly rose in its eyes. It had already hidden in the Arctic Ocean, but it was still caught.

People all over the world were silent, both shocked by the astonishing power that his emaciated body could unleash and puzzled as to why he had captured Xiang Liu.

But then, something even more shocking happened. The figure radiated light, its glow locking onto Xiang Liu: "Ignorant beast, now you will witness the power of the gods of Kirieloid!"

As the words fell, the slender figure rose in the light, its size expanding to become a giant over fifty meters tall, assuming a battle stance towards the colossal Titan.

The scene that greeted them shocked everyone, prompting gasps of surprise: "Aliens!!"

The Planetary Defense Force sprang into action. They still had some reservations about the Titans, but they had nothing to say to the cosmic bumpkins.

In an instant, the way all humans viewed the scene changed. When it came to aliens, their thoughts changed. Humanity could never forget that every past crisis of human extinction was brought about by aliens.

Suddenly, the scattered Kirielods felt the course of events change abruptly, catching them off guard and leaving them wondering where things went wrong.

In the Arctic Ocean, Xiang Liu stared at the Flame Demon Warrior before him. A subtle change occurred in his eighteen eyes; the deathly aura in his gaze dissipated, replaced by rage.

That damned cosmic country bumpkin dared to impersonate a human to scare it, which enraged Xiang Liu, who let out an angry roar.

The enormous serpentine body stretched out, moving at subsonic speed across the sea, tearing through the surface like a blade, instantly creating towering waves. Its gaping maws spewed high-pressure water jets at the unsuspecting fire demon warriors, cutting wounds all over their bodies.

The intense pain alerted the Flame Demon Warrior, who strode forward to face the beast head-on, arms outstretched in preparation to unleash his most exquisite parrying techniques.

But Xiang Liu didn't give him that chance at all. Eighteen eyes locked on him, and nine heads extended from nine directions at the same time, forming an impenetrable attack.

Despite the Fire Demon Warrior's superb skills, he was now facing an attack from nine enemies at the same time. Even with his full strength, he only managed to cut off two heads before the remaining seven grabbed his limbs and neck, their undulating bodies instantly binding him and sending him plummeting into the deep sea.

In an instant, the ocean waves surged and glaciers shattered one after another, and an extremely terrifying vortex formed in the Arctic Ocean. Looking up, it seemed as if the entire Arctic Ocean was spinning, with a tremendous force.

This scene was clearly presented to people all over the world, who were initially silent, but then couldn't help but smile.

"Hahaha!"

The witch slapped her thigh and laughed wildly. The foolishness of her fellow tribesman amused her. Facing a Titan whose weight far exceeded that of a monster, instead of keeping distance and using beam attacks, he engaged in close combat, which could only be described as courting death.

It should be noted that Titan Xiangliu is a snake known for its speed, possessing nine perspectives, and being on the surface of the sea, the fate of the Balrog Warrior was sealed once he was dragged into the sea.

The whirlpool slowly disappeared, a high-pressure water jet pierced through the sea, shot into the sky, and disappeared at the edge of the atmosphere, leaving a dark, round object in its wake.

The scene abruptly ended, and the image returned to the original man, whose expression was somewhat unpleasant. He hadn't expected that ten thousand years later, these Titans would have become so powerful.

Moreover, they specifically chose Xiangliu, a Titan with a history of causing floods in human history and rumored to have been defeated by humans multiple times, and who has always been considered by humans to be the weakest Titan.

Even so, they still crashed.

Deep in the Arctic Ocean, Xiangliu disdainfully spat out the remaining tissue in its mouth, turned its head, and swam back towards its nest.

What alien beggar? Xiang Liu thought it was a human chasing after it again, wielding a knife to slash the snake. Although Xiang Liu was unlucky and was occasionally chased and slashed by wild humans, it was indeed among the strongest below Alpha. Ten thousand years ago, it would have been more than capable of being an Alpha. The fact that it had been slashed so many times over the past ten thousand years was purely bad luck and had nothing to do with its strength.

"*"

After the recent farce, people have gradually come to regard the humans in the images as clowns or jokes, realizing that the other party is not human, but an alien.

Then the defense forces will handle everything, and at worst, the invincible Enpat will be there to back you up.

The Kirieloids also realized this, and everyone's face darkened. They knew their plan had gone wrong, but once the humans learned that they were not from Earth, the plan collapsed.

In the end, they decided to stop pretending.

Proceed directly to the final stage of the plan.

The scene then shifts to sacrificial cities on various continents, where crowds gather on altars, and figures dressed in the same attire appear one after another.

They appeared on the altar without warning, attracting everyone's attention. Because the network had been hijacked, the people on the altar also knew what was happening outside.

"These are... aliens!!"

When people realized that the aliens were very close, they panicked and retreated, making the already crowded area even more congested and causing a stampede.

The planetary defense forces decisively activated their fighter jets and surrounded the altar. Due to the dense crowd, they could not attack directly, so they could only issue warnings and threats and quickly evacuate the people.

"Attention, unknown aliens! Leave Earth's area immediately, or we will take action!"

The Kirieloids ignored the chaos before them, merely glancing contemptuously at the fighter jets. At the same time, Kirieloids on various continents issued their final ultimatum to humanity.

"Humans, I'm giving you one last chance!"

The newly appointed witch raised her arms in fervor, her arrogant words laced with contempt and seduction, proclaiming: "Submit to the rule of the gods of Kirielod!"

"Only by submitting to us and offering their loyalty to the gods of Kyrielord for generations can civilization continue!"

"Only we can help humanity defeat the monsters and Titans that infest this planet."

"Only we can unleash the purifying flames to cleanse the world and humanity of their sins."

"Only us—"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Kirieloid arrogantly turned around, casting a look of disgust and disdain at the statue in front of him, his tone full of arrogance and confidence.

"Only he deserves to be the only god in this world!"

The words of the Kirielod people silenced those watching the scene via live stream, followed by an overwhelming surge of anger.

Everyone was furious, and curses echoed all over the world. The anger seemed to transcend mountains and rivers, spreading to every corner of the world.

The people who were fleeing in panic stopped in their tracks, turned around with dark faces, and looked at the blasphemous figure on the altar, their eyes burning with rage.

A series of sounds rose up, forming waves of anger that pounded against the bodies of the Kirieloids.

"False God! Antichrist!"

"A hypocritical, shameless clown!"

The fact that a deity, worshipped by humankind for millennia and whose existence has permeated the entirety of civilization, has been so blasphemed has enraged every human who believes in the divine.

What's more, this was after the statue of God had just displayed miracles before humanity, which made it impossible for them to suppress their anger.

The astonishing power made the people of Kirieloid feel a little uneasy. They were not unaware that the statue had just been active, but the gods who had escaped death possessed far greater power, completely beyond their level.

Yet, the menacing, angry faces before them still instilled a faint fear in them, as if these people possessed some strange power.

"Stubborn and obstinate."

The newly appointed witch swept her gaze across the crowd and said coldly, "Then the gods will first destroy your faith, and then rule this world with absolute power!"

She spread her arms again, and beams of light rose up. The figures scattered around her turned into blurry light and merged into her body, making her gigantic in the light.

In an instant, a gray-black giant stood on the altar, which resembled a plaza. She stretched out her 120-meter-tall body, which was covered in bone armor that outlined a smooth body curve, and bone blades popped out from her elbows.

Its towering body stretches out its arms, and its jet-black bat wings spread high behind it, seemingly enough to blot out the sky. Its head is slightly lowered, with yellow crystals embedded on its head and right chest, and deep black lines extending from its gray visor.

It depicts a complex expression, different from the crying and laughing faces of the first and second generation of Balrog warriors; it is a kind of terror and despair that comes from witnessing something extremely horrific.

The new third generation of warriors was born in a time of despair. They are not only powerful and holy, but also symbolize the immortal will of the Kyrielord gods to survive against all odds.

With the emergence of the third generation of Balrog Warriors, an invisible wave of power spread throughout the world, alerting many Titans.

However, they have experienced this situation more than once over the decades, and these fluctuations will disappear soon, so there is no need to worry about them.

Atlantis, the reborn Godzilla sensed this fluctuation, cast his gaze, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The three generations of Balrog warriors stood here, looking down at these insignificant beings who refused to submit, ready to destroy their faith with their own hands, dominate humanity with absolute force, create a new world, and recreate the glory of the gods.

Across the world's continents, countless similar individuals stand simultaneously on altars, facing colossal statues with pairs of angry eyes.

The new witch's gaze fell upon the statue that stood as tall as herself. A dangerous light rose from her palms as her eyes swept over the slender horns and the four opposing eyes. A voice emanated from beneath her despairing face.

"Even at this point, you still don't dare to show yourself?"

"You self-proclaimed god, you beast! Show me your divine bearing! I'll give you the chance to fight a fair and just battle with the gods of Kirieloid and decide the fate of Earth!!"

As she finished speaking, a dangerous glint shot from her palm, as did the other warriors who were in perfect sync.

However, in the next second, an invisible wave extended from the statue in front of them, like an invisible ripple in the air. The strike that was powerful enough to pierce through many stars dissipated like snow being evaporated by a heat wave.

The scene that came into view startled the witch. Her eyes were filled with golden light, and a terrifying wave stripped her of her ability to move, as if a billion times the force of gravity was pressing down on her.

An invisible wave enveloped humanity, reaching the interdimensional portal at the center of North America and shielding everything there.

Golden light emerged from the statue, transforming into a dazzling torrent that shot straight into the sky, piercing the atmosphere, spanning the eight planets, and surging and extending beyond the solar system.

A deadly rift unfolds beyond the solar system, seemingly stretching to the edge of the starry sea. Chaotic energy surges and twists into distorted colors, outlining a chilling sphere.

Deep and narrow, as if a fissure leading straight to the abyss appears on the giant sphere, weaving together into a merciless vertical pupil lying across the starry sky. The rotating and moving stars are not even one ten-thousandth as large, their light obscured by chaotic colors.

The sun's rays were obscured, and chaotic, distorted colors filled every corner of the solar system, as if all was silent.

Looking up, a chaotic vertical pupil, a million times more terrifying than a star, appeared in the sky above the Earth, entering the eyes of all species. It did not appear outside the atmosphere, but was light-years away, yet it still showed an immeasurable size, its cold vertical pupil looking down on everything.

His gaze fell upon Mount Tai, and the scale of time and space seemed to shrink, the vertical pupil pattern resembling a rift in an abyss, and the surging waves of chaotic energy around him became clearly visible.

A projection of a god from another dimension lay across the starry sky, its gaze fixed on the third generation of Flame Demon Warriors, as if it had come at an invitation.

On Earth, everyone in the Northern Hemisphere looked up, gazing intently at the starry sky, their eyes becoming dreamy and revealing boundless longing.

The ancestral memories inherited from their bloodline tell them that the gods that humans have worshipped for thousands of years are here, and they naturally bow down in worship. But for some reason, their bodies cannot respond to the yearning that comes from their bloodline.

The god coldly stared at the third-generation Flame Demon Warrior, and her icy gaze caused her heart to crumble in an instant.

Her pride and confidence crumbled, and she felt an overwhelming fear and despair that surpassed everything else.

Her body was distorted, and painful screams echoed in her heart, as if deliberately magnified a million times, yet always clear, as if she were suffering eternal torment.

It felt like an instant, yet also like ten thousand years. Her soul was gradually rolled up, countless causal threads were unraveled, and one by one, her spiritual life forms were stripped away like silk from a cocoon.

Crossing the dimensional rift, they arrived at the magnificent garden. The souls of all the Kirieloids were sown like seeds in a corner of the forest. Below them, countless chaotic and disordered extradimensional entities stared blankly, then opened their blood-red mouths to enjoy this divinely bestowed feast.

In the midst of extreme fear, the third-generation Balrog warrior caught a glimpse of an unbelievable scene out of the corner of his eye.

The towering, otherworldly entity, seemingly reaching the edge of the universe, gazed into the distance, as if searching for something, never once clearly seeing the gods.

In her final moments, she heard a series of satisfied burps and mutterings of eating coming from nearby.

"Praise be to our loving Father!"

..

Above the Earth, the chaotic colors gradually dissipated, and the arrogant aliens turned into kneeling stone statues.

People were still not out of their dazed, nostalgic state, staring blankly at the starry sky, oblivious even to the sun shining on their faces.

"hiss--"

The witch slumped into the sofa, her eyes vacant. The mournful cries of her kin seemed to echo in her soul, causing her to gasp.

She was drenched in sweat, her forehead covered in beads of perspiration, her face pale. She shakily picked up the bottle and gulped down a large mouthful of cola.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that she gradually felt air pressing against her throat, and a chill swept over her entire body.

This made her realize that there were no echoes of the painful cries of her kind before their deaths in her mind, and that her soul had not been devoured by some kind of extradimensional chaotic entity.

Everything that had just happened before her eyes seemed like an illusion, making her feel a chill from the depths of her soul.

A moment later, she stiffly turned to look at the priestess beside her, a forced smile appearing on her pale face, and made a sound that was neither crying nor laughing.

"I shouldn't have sinned against Him before, right?"