The elf's melodious and clear song echoed throughout the sky, seemingly drowning out the roar in the heavens.
Those in the sky could also hear the chanting from the elves.
Upon hearing the ethereal and sacred epic melody, Vega immediately realized where the chanting was coming from.
At the same time, Loki stroked his beard and smiled slightly:
"It seems that there are still some people who are unwilling to give up."
"Although it is still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, this will to resist is already very commendable."
In Loki's view, this was indeed a futile attempt to stop a chariot.
To think that the elves' chanting alone could stop Endymion's fall? That's nothing but wishful thinking.
After all, this place has accumulated magic over thousands of years.
Even if all the elves are destroyed, so what?
The result was nothing more than the world's wrath, but by then the world had already been destroyed, and the outcome was already decided.
But at this moment, the sky, which should have been displaying the magnificent scenery of Endymion, was suddenly obscured by a series of hazy and complex patterns.
Like a giant, obstructing net, it tightly enveloped the entire sky.
Immediately afterwards, the magic array emitted dazzling starlight, as if it were about to completely reverse gravity, causing the roaring sound in the sky to subside slightly.
At that moment, Loki's gaze shifted downwards and landed on Aurelion.
At this moment, Aurelion's entire body was covered in magical runes, her eyes shone with dazzling light, and her clothes fluttered in the wind.
With every breath she took, the oppressive power of her magic was on full display.
With a wave of her hand, the vast and magnificent formation began to slowly rotate, appearing profound and grand.
However, controlling such a massive magic array by herself would naturally place a considerable burden on Aurelion herself.
Aurelion frowned, her arm trembling slightly, clearly feeling unwell from the rapid depletion of her magical energy.
However, her eyes remained bright, and her expression was resolute.
"What if I were included?"
Loki watched Aurelion's movements, his eyes widening slightly.
Although he was somewhat surprised that Aurelion would make a move at this time, he still shook his head.
"A single tree cannot support a forest."
As soon as the words were spoken, thousands upon thousands of streams of boundless magical power emanated from the ground.
They all converged towards the sky, merging into the magic array that covered the entire sky, bringing boundless enhancement.
This also made Aurelion feel a significant reduction in the pressure she was under.
And when Loki looked down at the earth again...
Then they saw that almost all the mages on the ground were following Heim Horn's command.
They united their magic, drawing various arrays and continuously casting spells into the sky.
Seeing this, Loki nodded slightly, feeling somewhat satisfied.
But he still couldn't resist throwing cold water on things.
"A mob is unlikely to accomplish great things."
"Give up. Even if all the magic power of all the mages in this world were combined, it would be impossible to stop Endymion's fall."
Even with the arrival of that evil god, it would be difficult to turn the tide.
"Unless you can reverse the gravity of the entire world, but what's the point of that?"
"If the world's gravity were reversed, and everything on the ground flew into the sky, wouldn't it still be unable to escape death?"
His words were filled with anticipation for a miracle, a hope that Ragnarok could be successfully prevented.
But every time he finished speaking, he would pour cold water on everyone's hopes, trying to shatter their expectations.
Similarly, Vega has yet to make a move.
Just as she said at the beginning, she wished she could replace Loki in completing Ragnarok, sacrificing the entire world to resurrect Victor.
Her inaction made the possibility of stopping Endymion's fall even more remote.
However, at this moment...
"crow."
A detached and cold voice suddenly rang out from behind Vega.
These two short words seemed to carry a hint of barely perceptible surprise from the speaker.
It's Gwen.
Vega turned his head and looked over there.
She knew it was Victor, her nominal wife, calling her.
The next second, Gwen's words made Vega's one eye widen in surprise.
"I found him."
Him? Who?
Who else could it be but Viktor?
Vega herself didn't realize that she became unusually agitated upon hearing the news.
This statement also drew Loki's curious and expectant gaze.
Soon, Gwen gripped the parchment tightly again and casually tossed it into the air.
Then, her expression suddenly froze, her eyes sharpened, and her whole body exuded an imposing aura and a chilling presence.
She swung her sword sharply, cleaving the golden parchment in two, leaving a pale, straight trail in the air.
As the cold wind blew, the frost-covered sword caused the parchment to turn into wisps of dust, which dissipated with the wind.
At the same time, a deep, dark, open crack was forcibly cleaved open in the space.
Gwen stared at the crack above her head, feeling her whole body tremble, her arms go numb, and cold sweat seeping from her forehead.
It seemed that the last sword strike had used up all her strength.
After completing all this, Gwen slowly sheathed her sword, adjusted her breathing, and said calmly:
He was right behind that door.
"Great! What are we waiting for? Let's go rescue him!"
Vega's voice followed almost immediately, filled with barely concealed excitement.
Without much thought, she decided to walk towards the crevice.
But before she could even take a step, Gwen's voice suddenly rang out.
"This road only allows one person to proceed at a time."
"So, I'm staying here."
Upon hearing this, Vega's movements stiffened slightly, and he looked at Gwen in astonishment.
Watching her stand quietly in the air after splitting open the rift, she seemed like a guardian protecting the entrance from anyone else.
Vega ultimately failed to ask the question that was on his mind: 'Why?'
Because the answer is obvious.
Even if she isn't a goddess of justice, Gwen still has her own identity—
"I am a knight."
As a knight, her primary duty is to protect the empire and its citizens.
This is a knight's virtue, and also her inescapable responsibility.
“I broke my promise; I can’t take him home myself.”
"Then please let me believe you."
At this point, Gwen turned her head back, her determined gaze fixed on the sky.
Looking up at the magic circle in the sky, Endymion was about to fall.
"If I die in battle after that, please give him a message for me."
The unwavering determination in her clear eyes, like solid ice meeting the scorching sun, gradually melted into a gentle, murmuring stream.
"In the next life, please come and marry me sooner."
"I don't want to be a goddess anymore."
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