In fact, even without the power of the lucky star, the backlash suffered by Hekate would have been resolved sooner or later, because all the conditions for resolving the backlash had been prepared. The power of the lucky star made the time for the miracle to happen come ahead of schedule in a very coincidental way, so that Hekate was not delayed too much by these backlashes.
But despite this, Hecate still floated in the sea of hope for quite a long time.
Time, in the context of the multiverse, has lost its absolute meaning.
But for those worlds that were saved, for those civilizations that thrived under their own laws, the river of time rushed forward.
One 㹓, five 㹓, ten 㹓, a hundred 㹓...
All the universes recreated by Hekate have developed technology beyond imagination, and traveling between universes is as easy as drinking water for those powerful magicians.
The Origin Star became the center of all universes because it was the hometown of the Savior. The Savior's planet was born in the original universe, and its derived information spread throughout all the space universes.
At the same time, the branches and roots of the Star Essence Tree also connected countless secondary universes. Within just a hundred years, it developed into a cosmic landscape that surpassed the Eternal Sanctuary on the Eternal Foundation.
Hecate was still asleep.
She has slept for more than a hundred hours.
The broken soul is constantly repairing itself under the nourishment of the sea of hope.
Her sleep was not lonely. She could often hear distant calls. Whenever she heard these calls, she wanted to open her eyes. After failing, she would continue to sleep.
These subtle calls are like stones thrown into a silent pond; the ripples they create are imperceptible but never stop.
Every birth of life, every exploration of the unknown, every belief held in adversity, every burst of courage in despair...
These powers of hope, the most genuine light, all merge invisibly into the ocean of hope.
In the depths of the golden ocean, the soul fragments belonging to Hekate, which are protected by the hopes of all, are continuously nourished, washed, and awakened in this eternal and majestic resonance of hope.
Like a dormant seed, it feels the call to sprout in the warm spring rain.
The broken soul began to feel the outside world more clearly - Betty's prayers, Priya's worries, Natasha's sadness, Wirtz's sighs, Ah Hu's anger, Elena's expectations, and endless messages from people around her expressing their concerns about her current situation.
Finally, when countless thoughts and hopes stirred up enough ripples, her last bit of lucky power was triggered.
Hecate's memory, soul, power, compassion, and protection of everyone's hope... everything is woven, integrated, and reshaped in this light!
In the center of the light, an outline began to emerge.
He is not made of matter, but a form condensed from pure hope, rules and will.
The long black hair was like the night sky that embraced and protected everything. The deep black eyes slowly opened, and the agility in the eyes proved that she was not a ruthless machine following the rules, but was like a cloud that accommodated the extinction of all stars and the joys and sorrows of all lives - infinite.
Hekate, the ocean of hope that connects countless space universes, the pinnacle where the power of hope of all people converges, has returned!
Her form is made of the power of hope, yet it is extremely real. She is no longer a body of flesh and blood, but a source spirit shaped by the laws of the universe and the will of all beings, transcending all forms of matter and energy.
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