"El! I'll never believe your lies again!"
In the silence, Safis's furious voice pierced the air, bringing Maggie back to her senses, who was still immersed in grief.
She looked up blankly and saw Safis's all-black wings that blotted out the sky. The two, one human and one demon king, locked eyes.
"..."
Safis also saw Maggie. He was taken aback at first, but then, as if sensing something, his brows furrowed and became deeply etched.
"I really owe her!"
He muttered a curse under his breath, and Maggie saw a faint, ethereal shadow materialize where Roy had vanished, before disappearing again before her eyes.
Suddenly, a light shone in Maggie's eyes.
She was about to say something when Safis turned and left without paying her any attention.
At the same time, Archangel El also appeared in the ruins of the sacred mountain.
The pure white wings were completely out of place against the scorched earth of the sacred mountain.
"Why did it have to crack from here?"
He seemed somewhat troubled, with a puzzled expression, but when he saw Maggie, his expression relaxed slightly, as if he was somewhat surprised.
"you....."
He met Maggie's gaze, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the next second, Tartarus's power suddenly surged, and the cracks rapidly spread outwards.
Without even having time to speak, he vanished from the spot in a flash.
Maggie was left standing there, bewildered.
Just now.....
Saphis must have rescued Roy, right?
So in the current timeline, Roy died saving her and should have returned to being a wandering elf, but was instead brought together by the passing former Demon King, thus preventing him from completely losing himself and remaining the same Roy.
What's the reason?
Why did Saphis save Roy...?
A demon saves an elemental spirit, and everything around them is strange.
It can't be because of Filomona...
In a sense, Roy is the child of her rival.
Maggie's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't quite describe her feelings.
But no matter what, this is a good thing. Maggie felt relieved, and the heaviness in her heart seemed to have lessened.
Because she knew that she would meet Roy again in the future.
Even if she can't remember.
It seems there's no way to fulfill Roy's final request, because she didn't recognize Roy when they first met.
I am sad, but not as sad as before.
She then realized that everything around her had changed, and Nofel had disappeared. All that remained was the lifeless and mangled Taber.
Maggie paused, took two steps forward, looked at Tabor's open eyes, and gently placed her hand on them.
Taber withdrew his hand, his expression turning somber.
Maggie prayed silently for him before looking toward the altar.
As expected, the battle resumed, with the remaining three false gods and Nofil locked in combat, their top-tier forbidden spells exploding in the sky like fireworks.
With only three or four competitors left, race and faction no longer mattered; everyone was focused on winning.
Nophiel's fighting style changed drastically, becoming ferocious and ruthless, completely unlike someone who was about to ascend to the throne of the God of Light.
After approaching, Maggie simply watched silently for a while without choosing to join the battle.
Because she knew that Norfield would definitely win this match.
On the other side of the sacred mountain, Saphis was going mad; his breakdown was beyond words.
"Now that Tartarus has spread to the continent of Coral, how absurd is it that I, a Demon King, am forced to help protect the continent!"
"Stop relying on that damned supreme god! Think of something!"
"It swallowed so many false gods, but it only slowed down its expansion by a tiny bit before starting to expand again. Can't you have some sense of decency?!"
El and Safis were merely out of control when Tartarus's black hole rift pierced through Hell, creating an opening in the continent. If it hadn't broken through the sacred mountain, the continent it was now eroding would probably have long since vanished.
The rift in the sacred mountain is both good and bad.
The battlefield for the struggle for godhood will eventually have to be closed and disappear, but the downside is that too many top-tier combatants have died, and it's likely that no new false gods will be born on the continent of Coral for a long time to come.
The fighting power of all races was reduced to its pre-liberation state overnight.
Another point is that the abyss did not affect the throne of the gods; the seven gods can still appear normally, and the operation of the next era will not be affected.
If the supreme deity can appear in time to stop Tartarus from expanding further.
"Wait a little longer."
El remained silent, but finally uttered the same words, which nearly killed Saphis on the spot.
"Okay, very good."
Safis said through gritted teeth.
...
On the other side, Maggie calmly watched as Nophiel slaughtered all the remaining false gods.
His body was covered in blood or something else, his face was expressionless, and he held a sword that he seemed to have just picked up from the corpse of some unknown false god.
He had just slashed someone, and blood was still dripping from his sword, which was completely out of character for his obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Nophiel is now on the verge of exhaustion, his magic power almost completely depleted. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state, and even picked up a weapon of unknown origin.
He doesn't look like a god of light now; he looks more like some kind of evil god.
He glanced at Maggie indifferently, said nothing, and turned to walk step by step toward the throne of the God of Light.
Maggie didn't react much. She couldn't quite describe her feelings as happiness or relief, but rather a sense that... it was finally all over.
Suddenly, Nofel stopped in his tracks. His back view carried an indescribable emotion, and his voice was flat.
Do you want this location?
His question startled Maggie, who never imagined that someone would give up a godhood that was within her grasp.
"don't want."
Maggie was very decisive.
She would definitely want it if she could, but unfortunately she can't.
She cannot influence history.
"Um."
Nopheus said nothing more and finally walked toward his throne.
Every step he took was heavy; with each step he climbed, one could almost feel the weight on his body—perhaps a sense of responsibility, perhaps a promise.
Maggie's feelings were also somewhat complicated.
Finally, his figure disappeared into the light of the divine throne, and all seven gods returned to their positions.
They were all accepting God's authority and were temporarily unaware of the changes happening outside.
In the entire sacred mountain, only Maggie remained standing, gazing at the seven divine thrones.
besides.....
Under the constant pressure from Tartarus, the archangel and the demon king were forced to move closer to their divine positions.
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