regret.

He shouldn't have said those things to Victor.

Ultimately, he even inadvertently dug a hole for himself.

It seems that, according to Viktor's words, the one who should be anxious is him, the creator god.

"Therefore, now that we are both bystanders, let's try to put aside our feelings for each other."

"You can't leave, and I can't get out either, so we might as well take a look."

Victor tilted his head back and gave Chaos a genuine, confident smile.

"It is the world you value that is consistently winning."

"This is still my final move as the victor,"

"Even better."

...

"You mean I'm going to die?"

An old, withered voice rose from the sky; Loki's voice trembled, and his lips quivered slightly.

He looked at Vega and couldn't help but laugh.

"I told you long ago that I was destined to die."

"Because Loki's destiny is to trigger Ragnarok."

"Even if you kill me to avenge Victor, will that stop Ragnarok?"

He had barely finished speaking when an even colder voice cut him off.

"That's none of my business."

Vega spoke coldly, his words filled with an undeniable sense of danger.

The darkness surrounding her was like a surging wave.

It was as if the servants of the shadows had received her command silently, pulling the world of light back into the abyss of darkness.

The space around Vega began to shrink and distort, and thick darkness coalesced into a restless mass.

Her eyes trembled, and dark light patterns once again covered her pupils.

In the darkness, that dark purple light hung in the air like a blade, sharp and cold.

Now, she seems to be a true demon king.

But Loki, seeing Vega's reaction, couldn't help but laugh:

"Are you trying to speed up the process of 'Ragnarok' for me?"

"Then perhaps I should thank you. You tried so hard to kill me, a dying man, but in doing so, you helped me complete my mission."

But then, he waited for Vega's voice for a long time, but she didn't continue speaking.

Loki wasn't in a hurry; after all, he just needed to wait patiently.

Ragnarok has begun, and even without his intervention, even if he dies, all of this will continue.

Thinking of this, Loki lowered his eyelids heavily, a deep sense of loneliness showing on his face.

really,

In the end, he still couldn't escape the constraints of his own name.

But just when he was feeling disappointed and regretful,

Above the sky, a streak of brilliant light, completely different from the darkness, appeared in the distance and was rapidly approaching.

Crimson flames pierced through the boundless gloom, and Erica was engulfed in flames, her golden hair transforming into a sea of ​​fire.

Propelled by the strong wind, she rushed rapidly toward the two of them.

At the same time, her gaze fell on the back of the girl in the black dress opposite Loki.

Although Vega looked like a petite and adorable girl even smaller than herself, it didn't stop her from recognizing the other person.

After all, they still maintain a bond of faith.

"Lord Evil God!"

Erica also witnessed Victor's disappearance, so she could only place all her hopes on Vega.

Vega didn't turn around, but sensed Erica's presence through that familiar natural aura, and spoke softly:

"Erica, use your power to awaken the divine tree."

This is part of Victor's plan; the purest natural power within Erica will be the key to awakening the Tree of Adrien.

Viktor's ultimate trump card is hidden within this sacred tree.

"Although Victor did tell me not to use the power inside the Divine Tree unless it was absolutely necessary."

"Even if it is used, it can only be used as a trump card for final victory when all advantages have been lost."

"but……"

A burning light flashed in Vega's eyes as he looked up at the sky.

Even if we win, so what?

If we win, will he come back?

I could have endured the darkness.

so……

Using your trump card to win? You might as well do something a true evil god should do.

She lowered her head, her disdainful gaze falling on Loki below.

Seeing his slightly surprised expression, she spoke calmly.

"Alright, Ragnarok, I'll help you complete it."

"But all your lives will also belong to me."

At this moment, the patterns in Vega's pupils became dense and intricate, depicting ancient runes.

Immediately afterwards, an even more intense light burst forth, like a dark spear piercing half the sky.

The evil aura emanating from Vega surged like a tidal wave, and the surrounding black smoke suddenly rose.

Driven by this aura, her long black dress and hair billowed and danced wildly in the darkness.

"Then, I want you, and even this world."

"Come, all of you, to become my resurrectors of Victor—"

At that moment, her voice became distant and ethereal.

It seemed to have been detached from this world, transforming into a distant and mournful cry.

"Offerings".