Above the altar, in the absolute realm shrouded by faint blue candlelight, the turbulent waves of time and space seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand.
Mark panted and knelt on one knee, feeling the throbbing from the cross necklace that was deeper and more vast than ever before, and the tearing sensation caused by the cold and dead power that was forced into his body was slowly subsiding.
He raised his head and looked at the indescribable existence in the crack.
There was no sound, but an extremely clear thought with pure appreciation.
Like a warm tide, it directly flooded the sea of consciousness of every living being present, including the shivering Xiao Mu:
[A good vessel, an excellent agent. Your growth has exceeded expectations. Among ordinary people, you are already a leader.]
This praise was not for strength, but more like a recognition of Mark's "qualities" that allowed him to survive such a chaotic clash of divine powers and indirectly contribute to the current situation.
Of course, perhaps he was just lamenting that he had only added some spice to Mark's job change out of interest.
But Mark always offers many rare sacrifices for himself.
In front of him is the divinity of the Lord who is as sweet as a swallow, and behind him is the feast in the hall before him.
If Mark can maintain this level of excellence, why not choose him as the true agent?
As the mysterious existence's intention descended, the blue flames of the twelve bone-white candles swayed towards the center.
Several black streams of light, deeper than the abyss and purer than starlight, emerged from the cracks and gently sank into the bodies of Mark, Enzo, Anna, Monica, and Xiao Mu.
[I grant you the means to have an audience with the Emperor.]
Mark felt as if some invisible shackles deep in his soul broke with a "crack", as if his vision was brightened, and his perception of the surrounding energy became clearer than ever before.
There seems to be an extra thin and tough "membrane" inside the body.
The erosion of the DI nothingness and the aftermath of the Blood God's filth that had nearly torn him apart were still terrifying, but they no longer posed the threat of directly annihilating his soul.
The lava glow on Enzo's body quickly stabilized and the cracks healed.
The dwarf widened his eyes, feeling the dark magic in his body become more condensed and docile. He still had a natural aversion to the filthy blood, but he no longer feared being easily contaminated and assimilated by it.
Anna's blurry shadow body solidified instantly, and her scattered origin was forcibly stabilized. Even further, she became more adaptable and resistant to the chaotic energy flow in space.
Little Mum, who was covering Monica, let out a comfortable "Mum~", and the light blanket shrank and turned into a pink ball again.
As the three-colored light flows on the surface of the body, especially the colorful black light, there is an indescribable spirituality. In actual effect, it actually significantly improves the resistance to damage from various divine power attributes.
The unconscious Monica, nourished by this blessing power, suddenly shuddered with violent spasms, her long eyelashes trembled, and her wine-red eyes slowly opened.
The severe headache and the feeling of soul-tearing were still there, but a cool force was rapidly repairing her wounds.
As soon as she woke up, she discovered the arrival of the "mysterious existence".
Almost instinctively, she immediately closed her eyes tightly and even covered them with shadow magic.
She remembered the painful lesson from her last peeping incident and dared not cast even a glance towards the center of the altar.
However, as a qualified appraiser, how could she control her curiosity?
Her perception was involuntarily drawn to the pure dark "ground" beneath her feet.
That is not an entity, but the manifestation of "nothingness" after the annihilation of rules, which is now carrying the arrival of the "mysterious existence".
Her appraiser instinct caused her fingertips to accidentally touch a trace of solidified black "candle wax" that had escaped from the edge.
A piece of information, cold and shattering enough to freeze the mind, forced its way into my mind:
[Abyssal Devil, Layer 2, Remains of ???]
【State: Absolutely inert (forced curing)】
【Features: ???】
Monica suddenly retracted her hand, her heart pounding, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back.
The remains of the Abyss Demon God...were forcibly solidified to serve as the base of an altar?!
This existence, what exactly...
She didn't dare to think any further.
At this time, the "mysterious existence" seemed quite satisfied with the result of the blessing.
The vague shape in the crack moved slightly, and two points of increasingly deep, colorful black light separated.
Like a meteor with life, it shot accurately towards the pale skull crown suspended above the altar, which was still trembling slightly under the influence of DI's empty outline!
The first point of black light penetrated into the main body of the skull crown!
Buzz——!
The skull shook violently! The holy white light and the black threads of deathly silence flowing within it erupted with unprecedented intensity!
Two vaguely majestic shadows, yet filled with endless fatigue and ancient vicissitudes of life, were forced to struggle out of the skull crown!
One is woven like the light of order, the other is condensed like silent shadows, entangled with each other yet clearly separated.
It is the fragments of the will of the God of Light and the God of Darkness that remain here!
Immediately afterwards, the second point of black light directly pierced into DI's core of the void outline, which had been shaken by the Blood God's self-explosion and had not yet completely stabilized!
"Boo——"
There was a slight sound like a bubble bursting.
The absolute "nothingness" suddenly collapsed inwards and then boiled violently!
An even more blurred, tiny outline that kept flickering between "existence" and "non-existence", emitting extreme panic and resentment, was forcibly "nailed" out from nothingness!
DI's remaining consciousness is forced to awaken and manifest!
[Idiot! Absolute idiot!!!]
A roar filled with shock, rage, and despair erupted from the Blood God's bloody core, which was less than the size of a fist and was barely re-condensed with the help of the fragments of the pseudo-skull crown and the remains of the Scarlet Reaper.
He didn't know who this guy who suddenly appeared was. Maybe because he was a clone, many of his memories were not clear.
But I also felt the breath of the abyss from this guy.
Thinking about it this way, this new guy must be the useless piece of shit that He had gotten rid of before, and he must not be as smart or rational as He is.
He shouted angrily:
"Awaken them?! You have no idea what you've done! If even a hint of these primordial masters awakens, they will immediately mark this place! Mark us! Their wrath and pursuit will span the stars, and we will perish without end! We will gain nothing! It will only bring about our annihilation..."
However, the Blood God only said half of his words.
His roar came to an abrupt end.
On the altar, the "mysterious existence" seemed to have not even shifted its "gaze".
Only the faint blue candlelight around the crack flickered ever so slightly.
Phew!
The roaring core of filthy blood, along with the will of the Blood God within it, was like a mosquito crushed by an invisible giant finger. It was completely annihilated in an instant, without even the slightest energy fluctuation left.
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