Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 80 Destiny

Salinger put away the strange eyeballs, taking away all the "Death" pathways from the chaotic properties.

What remains are the "gate" pathways and various characteristics at a lower level.

Afterwards, Salinger directly left this place through that illusory light gate, which was also his underworld access.

Amanisis watched Salinger leave, then waved and put away the remaining traits.

But for her, the most important thing was still that golden phoenix statue.

This is the result of the Phoenix Ancestor's research on the "River of Eternal Darkness," and it is an item that He used to indirectly control the "River of Eternal Darkness."

"Badhail... Salinger..." Amanisis pointed out these two names, the opponents He had chosen for Him.

This is also a huge advantage of His own.

"It will come eventually." Amanises put away the golden phoenix statue, walked out of the dark space, and left the underworld.

Bang!

Such sounds echoed from every corner of the underworld. Salinger used his authority over the underworld to completely shut it down, severing all contact with the outside world.

The underworld has effectively fallen into His hands, including the "River of Eternal Darkness" at the bottom of the underworld.

He considered himself the one who benefited the most from this scheme.

Amanisis glanced at it, ignored it, and secretly left.

This era is missing one last thing.

……

Omibella was in a daze and wandered aimlessly, arriving at the country that believed in her, simply following some mysterious connection.

"Great Goddess of Harvest, hear our prayers..." The faint sound of prayer echoed in her ears, and Omibella's mental state gradually stabilized.

"Sequence, pathway..." An unimaginable sorrow appeared in Omibella's single eye.

As the Queen of Giants, she had long ago seen the complete “Giants” pathway and knew the relationship between the so-called Sequence One and the true God.

Given the existence of a true god, the upper limit of all extraordinary beings along the same path will be capped at Sequence Two.

This is the most vicious curse, the deepest contradiction, and the source of all conflict.

But this is the nature of this world: madness and disorder, constant struggle, and endless cycles of aggregation and separation.

"Badhail!" Omibella felt a chill run down her spine at the thought, filled with a deep resentment.

Even the most sparsely emotional beings in mythology still possess feelings.

Patricide is an extremely heinous act in any race, and even the Giant King is a symbol of faith for the Giant race.

It can be said that the final blow that personally destroyed the era of the Twin Titans was delivered by Badheir.

"To become a god..." Omibella seemed to realize the importance of this option as well.

The reason I didn't understand before was because He had the protection of the Giant King. Now that the Giant King is dead, the giant race is bound to decline, and He Himself will become a rootless duckweed.

After the upheavals of the divine wars of this era, who dares to say they can protect themselves without a true god-level status?

Perhaps a fantasy could help...

Omibella felt she should look for a new way out.

"The power of life has always been in Lilith's hands. Perhaps I should go find the remnants of the vampire clan..." Omibella had a direction in mind.

"We've really arrived here." A cold yet somewhat familiar voice boomed in Omibella's ears like a thunderclap.

But Omibella couldn't even react; her very existence was reduced to a gray silhouette, easily erased by an eraser.

He entered the hidden world.

laugh!

A vine imbued with the breath of life pierced Omibella's heart, shattering all her defenses.

"Lilith?" Omibella looked at Lilith, who had appeared before her.

Under the suppression of the absolute power, Omibella had no ability to resist.

Then Omibella saw the Hidden Angel, the Vice-King of Heaven, and the Dream Angel emerging from the Hidden World.

In her final moments, Omibella, having witnessed everything, thought of many things, but it was all meaningless now.

"Kill Badhair..." These were Omibella's last words.

"...Okay!" Lilith's beautiful brows furrowed, sensing the trouble, but then she remembered Amanisis's plan and nodded gently.

Sasriel used the uniqueness of "error" to easily steal Omibella's identity and destiny without her resistance.

Sasriel then gifted these items to Lilith.

Lilith offered no resistance and calmly accepted it, seeing it as an opportunity for her to return to the stage of history.

The power of secrecy and fantasy fell upon Lilith, and unless Lilith deliberately exposed herself, no one would discover the secrets of her identity and destiny.

Lilith accepted all of this, and her body began to change, transforming from a vampire into a giant, becoming "Omibella".

At this moment, the real Omibella also truly died, her body disintegrating into countless points of light, which then gradually coalesced into a magical object under the influence of the law of aggregation.

In addition, a giant's crown lay quietly to one side; this was the "Proof of Glory," the crown of the giant king.

All of this happened so naturally, without even the need for sound, like a silent film that had been rehearsed countless times.

"What a vicious curse." Sasriel's gaze fell on the magical item, and he frowned slightly.

"Killing one's own parents?" Lilith, now a giant, was even more disgusted.

"Give it to me." Truman decided to take the magical item.

"Alright, but you have to create an angel clone for me!" Lily made her request without any hesitation.

"...Okay." Truman's lips twitched as he agreed.

Lilith threw over a life-size doll, which was sculpted exactly in Lilith's likeness.

"The Creator," Sequence Two of the "Moon" pathway—clearly, Lilith was prepared and was waiting for Truman here.

Truman popped out a dream symbol, which was directly imprinted on the back of the body's hand.

In this way, this clone will be directly connected to the Book of Dreams, constantly neutralizing the madness.

Buzz! The Book of Dreams hummed softly, its dreamlike phosphorescence transforming the angelic body.

"It's yours!" Lilith tossed the magical item to Truman, and then a wisp of her will descended upon her clone.

A breath of life emanated from that body, and the hidden world was filled with touches of green life.

"From now on, I will be the Angel of Life." Lilith was very satisfied with her clone.

"Prepare yourselves and conceal your fate," the hidden angel whispered after the matter was over.

The other three all turned serious.

Once it comes into contact with the outside world, everything here will be embedded in the true trajectory of destiny.

"Let's begin." The hidden angel withdrew from the hidden world.

*Swoosh*... It's like an eraser scraping across paper; this is "secret."

The meeting of destinies was silent and unexpected.

From then on, Lilith became the "Goddess of Harvest".

(End of this chapter)