As soon as she finished speaking, Vivian's entire demeanor changed, becoming majestic and vast. She just stood there, as if she was the center of the world.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, all living beings passing by this place lowered their heads unconsciously, as if raising their heads would be blaspheming some great existence.
At this moment, all the warlocks in the Path of Doom seemed to have sensed something and began to chant a prayer at the same time, as if they were welcoming the return of a great being.
The gods in the astral realm also obviously sensed the movements of the mortal world, and their gazes were cast down from the sky.
The gentleman in formal attire, who had been watching this scene with great interest, suddenly changed his expression:
"God descends?"
"No! That's not right! This is a return!"
The gentleman in formal attire was terrified and he retreated a thousand meters away, trying to escape by jumping through blood.
But somehow, just as he was about to perform the spell, he made a rare mistake, which resulted in him failing to release the blood jump.
At the same time, an inexplicable force descended and fixed him firmly in place, making him unable to move.
This is the gap between angels and gods. Even if He has not yet fully returned, as long as He has entered the process of returning, a Sequence 2 angel is just a bigger ant in His eyes.
Even if He would be immediately expelled from the world by the Sky Curtain after His return, He could still crush this ant to death before being expelled from the world.
"What's going on?"
Eros looked at Vivian in front of him in astonishment. It seemed as if Vivian had suddenly become a different person.
"So that's it!" At this time, Barbara's voice sounded in Eros' ears.
"Did you see anything?" Eros asked quickly.
Barbara, who was in the soul space, hummed softly and said directly without keeping anyone in suspense:
"Vivian was the one who resurrected a certain god. Her special divine qualities must have come from that god."
"And now, that god is returning through her body!"
Hearing this answer, Eros' pupils shrank sharply: "Then Vivian is..."
Having said this, Eros stopped talking.
Vivian doesn't even know how to carry a god now. She is afraid that the moment the god returns will be the moment Vivian dies completely.
"Yes, she's going to die soon."
"She must have discovered that the angel from the flesh and blood path had come looking for you, and thought that you might die at the hands of this angel, so she took the initiative to call on that god to return and save you with her own life." Barbara said in a calm voice.
"Is there any way to stop this process?" Eros asked hurriedly without delay.
"Once the return begins, the choice is no longer in Vivian's hands, unless the god is willing to give up the opportunity to return."
Barbara's tone was obviously helpless. Vivian's action just now was too decisive. As soon as she finished speaking, she called for the god to return without giving them any chance to react.
If Vivian had been 0.0001 seconds later, Eros would have been able to pull Lysia out of the world in the tank.
Eros opened his mouth after hearing what Barbara said. "How could a god voluntarily give up the chance to return?"
Obviously, this is unlikely! Looking at the increasingly unfamiliar, yet increasingly sacred and majestic figure in front of him, a trace of sadness flashed in Eros' eyes.
At this moment, Cynthia conveyed a message to him with the power of soul authority.
"Tell her that you have a way to deal with the Scarlet Cult angel and ask her to give up this chance to return. I think she'll listen."
Hearing this, Eros did not hesitate and quickly grabbed Vivian's hand in front of him and said quickly:
"Great God, I have a way to deal with that angel. Please give up this opportunity to return."
Eros also felt that his words were a bit ridiculous. It was impossible to ask a god to give up his chance to return to the throne. But now he had no other choice but to trust Cynthia and try his best.
I don't know if his words worked, but as he finished speaking, the vast and majestic aura on Vivian's body suddenly paused, and then began to dissipate rapidly. After a while, the majestic aura disappeared completely, as if what happened just now was just an illusion.
Nemesis had no intention of returning, so when she heard that Eros had a way to deal with the angel, she decisively terminated the process.
As she terminated the process, Vivian's body fell to the side.
Even though Nemesis had not truly returned, the status and aura he had just displayed were definitely not something Vivian could bear now.
Therefore, after the return ceremony was interrupted, Vivian fell into a coma due to exhaustion.
On the other side, the gentleman in formal attire who was waiting for death in fear suddenly found that he seemed to be able to move.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic. The god's return had failed, and he didn't have to die.
After realizing this, he was so excited that he almost danced with joy, and laughed exaggeratedly, as if he was going to use laughter to vent the fear in his heart.
After laughing, the gentleman in formal attire once again set his eyes on Eros and the others. He glanced at Vivian, who had collapsed into Eros's arms, with lingering fear, and sighed:
"I never thought this woman was actually the backer of a god's resurrection. Unfortunately, fate was on my side, and that god's return failed."
At this point, the gentleman in formal attire laughed wildly, almost madly:
"I wonder what the blood of a god's mortal incarnation tastes like. I imagine it must be wonderful!"
Anyway, he has already offended them to death, there is no way he can let these people leave safely.
At the same time, a majestic shadow in the star realm chuckled and said:
"The incarnation of Doom seems to be one of your followers. Why don't you let your followers take action? If you delay any longer, that little blood-sucking worm might suck the incarnation of Doom dry."
"Oh, and about the World Tree's seed, we didn't even get any information about it before. Raul, you hid it really well."
The phantom named Raul glanced at the figure emitting billions of radiant lights not far away and said in a light tone:
"It's just a bug."
The figure emitting billions of radiant lights flickered a few times, and said with a smile:
"It seems you've been prepared for this."
The figure named Raul said nothing. His gaze turned to the blood-red figure that was crawling on the sky, greedily gazing at the world below. He clenched his palms and pulled out a sickle carrying the breath of death from the air. He launched an attack at the blood-red figure across the starry sky.
The war between gods is about to begin.
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