Suddenly, a voice that could put Aurelia at ease rang out from the side.

"They are circling around the empire's outer perimeter, plotting to take advantage of any weakness."

"Because they dare not venture deep into it."

Aurelion couldn't help but look up at the source of the sound.

The scene before her made her somewhat dazed.

Viktor, with his hands in his pockets and his feet seemingly floating in the air, slowly walked towards her.

Five-colored magic power surged from all directions beneath their feet, condensing into a transparent and flowing magical staircase of different colors high above.

It was as if the sky had opened up a new path, quickly converging on him from the clouds, serving as the steps he could take.

The staircase, shimmering with light, seemed to drain the color from the entire sky.

His steps were confident and steady, and his calm expression was full of composure, as if one could always feel a peaceful elegance emanating from him.

Aurelion looked up and stared blankly at Victor walking towards her from the sky.

"The empire is their forbidden territory."

However, only Viktor knew the truth.

In less than a year, Aubrey will be too busy to manage the empire.

That was when his life was hanging by a thread.

During that time, Aubrey had no interest in getting involved in anything.

His descendants, however, revealed their true colors in their disputes.

That will be the time when their struggle for power is most intense.

The second prince, Owesser, was the first to open a huge breach in the empire.

He introduced demons, allowing them to permeate the entire empire.

And so, the demonic invasion began.

The empire was plunged into chaos by the invasion of demons.

Cultists took advantage of this vulnerability.

They completed the most obsessive ritual, making Gwen the human form of the goddess of justice.

Thus, she, in the most perfect righteous knight-errant manner, drove away all the demons that had invaded the empire.

at the same time.

The Reiser family, who supported the eldest prince, created the ultimate weapon to protect humanity in order to fight against demons and restrict the actions of cultists.

Thus, the most perfect form of Sephiroth was born.

Even so, the infiltration of cultists has already corrupted the very roots of the empire; they are like cancer, impossible to eradicate.

Unless Gwen dies prematurely, they are destined to witness the arrival of the goddess.

The gradual collapse of the empire in the future was foreshadowed.

Therefore, if you want to stop this from starting in advance.

Victor must support Aurelion's early ascension to power.

"Please rest for a while, Your Highness."

Viktor spoke to Aurelian in a relaxed tone, with a hint of relief.

With his hands in his pockets and his gentle tone, Aurelion felt as if she were bathed in warm sunlight amidst the chaos and crisis.

It gave her hope.

"Once I've sorted everything out, we'll set off immediately."

Aurelion was slightly taken aback.

Suddenly, the five giant hands behind Viktor opened simultaneously.

The purplish-black lightning hand reached into the swirling, dark sky and clenched tightly.

In an instant, the clouds swirled and churned, like dragons and snakes dancing, as a cascading, chaotic gray mass began to roll.

At that moment, Aurelion also saw it clearly.

The purple lightning, like a giant python stretching hundreds of meters, danced wildly in the sky, its arcs flashing and flickering.

The next second, the lightning suddenly erupted, descending from the sky and transforming into a huge lightning steel nail, which pierced fiercely into the deep black blasphemous object.

The wind suddenly trembled, and the air was violently shattered, as if it had become a shackle, pinning the lightning to the chaotic black blasphemy.

The twisted monster, struck by this terrifying blow, let out a painful and ferocious howl.

Countless tentacles were pulled back from the depths of the rift, twisting and entwining.

The electric arc rapidly burned the filthy creature's body, and the pain caused its huge pupils to close violently.

A terrifying force surged forth instantly, and a dark terror suddenly gathered, attempting to completely corrupt the entire world.

At this moment, its hatred was completely locked onto Victor's body.

Viktor stared at the terrifying cultist in front of him, a barely perceptible smile flashing across his usually calm face.

Because the monster's health bar and level have appeared.

[The Goddess's Believers]*

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Tens of thousands of believers in the goddess solidified their fanatical thoughts into a physical form, like a chaotic mass, forming this distorted and blasphemous image.

They have only one purpose: to summon the goddess of justice to descend upon the world once more.

They will definitely come here; they will definitely come for Gwen.

For the sake of the goddess's legitimacy.

When the council declared the goddess's orthodox status, these believers became increasingly anxious.

The reason they began to linger around the empire was to reclaim the rightful goddess who belonged to them.

However……

Vega's single eye gradually began to shimmer with a blue light.

At the same time, the same light flashed in Victor's eyes, and a surge of magic quickly emerged.

Connection successful.

The next second, Victor's trench coat was quickly covered by purple-black stripes.

The giant elemental hand, shimmering with lightning, was infused with boundless magic power and began to expand rapidly, becoming even larger.

"I don't want to see the era of divine intervention arrive prematurely."

"so……"

Boom!

A white light tore a rift through the black clouds, from which lightning poured forth.

Countless bolts of lightning suddenly exploded in the sky, transforming into wildly dancing, shimmering silver serpents that surged and swayed uncertainly among the dark clouds.

Terrifying arcs of electricity, accompanied by dense flashes of light, began to illuminate the sky.

Several streaks of purplish-black lightning began to twist rapidly behind Viktor, as if connecting him to the entire sky.

His body began to crackle with electricity, and lightning moved about him as if it were water.

Viktor's eyes flashed with a purple light, and his trench coat was whipped up high by the chaotic air currents.

He floated high in the sky, his face calm, his expression utterly indifferent even under the thunder.

Victor stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze chilling:

"Could you please—"

"Roll even further?"