This time, Roland Hill not only found Keti, but also helped her rebuild her body and transcendent core, and used the remaining power of the Sun Crown to grant her the power of Sequence 10, making her even more powerful.
Only in this way can we fight on equal terms with the destructive dragon Bahamut.
After obtaining information about the past from the Crown of the Sun, Loran Hill finally understood why Ketti had no memory of the past.
Not every original angel, or original soul, survived. Her own existence could only be described as an unexpected accident.
During the catastrophe of that year, the Sun Crown was submerged by the dark tide, and the throne within the galactic center was also damaged by the impact of the chaotic phantom. Even though the remaining humans at the time rushed in to rescue it, many things were lost, including the cornerstones of the four thrones.
After losing these four original souls, even if the ancient people wanted to restore the throne of God, it became extremely difficult. In the end, they could only rely on the remaining data of the four original souls, cloning and replicating them, trying to recreate their existence.
Such research and planning ultimately gave rise to life forms like angels. The Seven Virtues of the Human Survival Committee were the seven infants born from this plan, the closest to the four original beings.
So the system will call Loran Hill the angel prototype.
But as time goes by, many things are changing or returning to their original origins.
Perhaps at the beginning, the four souls were just miracles left behind when the two universes first came into contact, but with the long-term blessing of the Sun Throne, they also acquired a hint of the concept of eternity.
Even if it is destroyed in a disaster, after tens of thousands of years, the fragments of the destroyed soul will slowly gather together again and finally attach themselves to a newborn child.
So Kloyati, or Keti, appeared in this world again.
The reason why witches are all human, or born among humans, is because ancient people subconsciously recognized their own identity. As a result, after the crown was shattered, many fragments of power also attached themselves to individuals among humans.
In reality, all intelligent life on Earth today is descended from humans, and the so-called "human race" is actually just a branch of the past. Unfortunately, the fragments of the shattered gods are incapable of such complex reflections, and instead instinctively cling to figures resembling those of the past.
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"Then the final act begins, Selene."
With the blessing of the Sun Crown, Loran Hill was like a god at this time. His golden pupils were like a bottomless lake. He looked at the gradually weakening moon in front of him and slowly raised his palm.
And around the crown of the sun, pillars of light of judgment gradually formed one after another. They shone into the crown of the moon with unstoppable power and suppressed it.
The silver moonlight gradually became silent and stopped flowing, and the dragon of destruction was bound by layer upon layer of chains and imprisoned between pillars of light.
"No, I absolutely do not agree with the sun's willful ideas." As if it was a last gasp, Selene slowly stood up, looking up at the never-sinking scorching sun in the sky with stubborn eyes.
The entire moon crown exploded, and time stopped at this moment.
A tiny figure emerged from it and flew straight into the sun's crown where the flames were still, like a moth to a flame.
But this time, the moth was determined to die, and the candlelight was as fragile as glass.
At the moment when time and space stopped, Loran Hill saw Selene approaching him step by step, until finally, they collided head-on.
Memories of another world and life came flooding in, and all the past scenes and obsessions also flowed quietly in my mind.
Subsequently, the crown formed by the sun began to disintegrate step by step, shattering and dissipating.
In the sky, a fragile figure shed its sacred halo and fell into the atmosphere.
"So, this is your wish...?"
Loran Hill looked at the deep and beautiful galaxy, slowly closed his eyes, and his body turned into fragments in the atmosphere, like fireworks, slowly dissipating in the sky.
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