Nature, the sun, moonlight, death—they’ve all occurred naturally, so adding darkness isn’t too much, right?
Each of the four Goddesses has a presence, so it would indeed be unfair if the Dark Goddess did not!
Anastasia, lacking a physical body, still felt the hair on her body stand on end as she said in disbelief, "Lord Wayne, does the Goddess have any instructions for me, and how should I assist you with the mission?"
"Just obey and do as you’re told."
Wayne’s skeletal head emitted white light as he finished speaking, and the ground at his feet began to swell with mounds of rotting mud and water.
The figure in Yellow Clothes slowly stood up, its pale, featureless face beneath the hood only showing twisted layers of proliferating tissue.
The Yellow Clothes extended tentacles, rolling towards Anastasia.
Anastasia retreated like lightning, on guard, "Lord Wayne, this is one of the Ancient God’s Kin. What exactly is your identity?"
Anastasia did not recognize the Pale Nest, but she had a profound impression of the Yellow Clothes, having lost her physical body in Golden City, which invoked terrible memories.
Selected by the five Goddesses and also related to the Ancient God’s Kin, Anastasia strongly suspected that Wayne had another identity.
The five Goddesses held back a major move, assigning Wayne a secret task, most likely an undercover mission to the land of the Ancient God’s Kin, and then...
That was it. Anastasia could think no further, racking her brains but unable to discern the Goddesses’ plan.
"Just obey and stand still. You are a vital part of the mission, and this is also the will of the Dark Goddess."
With a grand wave of Wayne’s hand, the Pale Nest writhed, secreting mucus as it spit out a naked, black figure.
Anastasia trembled as she looked at her own body, her heart, once dead, suddenly began to beat again.
Wayne continued in line with her thoughts, "This is the will of the Goddess. I brought your body specially here, Anastasia. Enter your body; I need your strength to complete the mission."
"Lord Wayne, the contamination is irreversible, this body has probably already..."
"Enough talk. Are you prepared to defy the Goddess’s decree?"
Anastasia had nothing to say, her consciousness returning to its original body.
Such is belief, knowing full well there is no return from this path, yet charging forward without hesitation.
As the rightful owner returns, the Dark Elf’s fingers trembled, her black eyes opened, quickly acclimating to her body, she slowly stood up from the ground.
Stunningly attractive, an amazing figure, simply gorgeous.
A one-in-a-million appearance coupled with a beautiful soul impressed Wayne, who nodded silently. The previous shell may have been lovely, but ultimately it was an inanimate object. Now it was different, perfect both inside and out.
Anastasia picked up the Black Robe and put it on, looking terribly pale. The contamination was not only irreversible but also aggressive. In just a few seconds, her mind began uncontrollably mutating.
An unstoppable deluge!
Outwardly, Anastasia’s mental and physical form seemed no different from before, and even Saina, who knew her best in the camp, would notice nothing amiss. But inside, everything had been overturned—it was no longer the same her.
Anastasia could feel that her thoughts were contaminated, no longer yearning for the faith in darkness, but now yearning for the Ancient God’s Kin, Torgoguryr.
"Lord Wayne, I cannot control myself. The mutation is happening faster than I thought. I am about to be driven by Torgoguryr. Please share my task quickly, what is the Divine Decree?" Anastasia struggled.
Anastasia frowned, forgive her frankness, but soon she wouldn’t even be able to maintain her self, reduced to a pawn of evil, and to die she would need Torgoguryr’s approval. For her, living was but a luxury.
"Heh, I’ve finally witnessed this moment."
Saina passed through the Death Essence, stepping over to Anastasia’s side, her mouth curled with a meaningful smirk.
Anastasia’s body stiffened, and somehow, she felt an unusual closeness to Saina today, as well as profound disgust.
It was a dual repulsion from both mind and body, as if Saina had stolen something vitally important from her.
Anastasia did not understand, attributing the feeling to her own mutation.
"Such a beautiful face, yet it seems exceptionally repugnant today."
Saina sneered continuously, her dream of mutual annihilation realized, followed by regret. Now, she only wanted to scratch Anastasia’s face to shreds.
This woman would steal what belonged to her in the future!
"Saina, have you seen off the teacher and Veronica?"
After the question, Wayne immediately delved into Saina’s thoughts, not liking what he found; Veronica was sent away by force, and Hefei insisted on going to the Dark Sealing Land.
Saina looked down and said, "Master, my pupil has reasons she must go. She’s also strong enough to protect herself."
"Forget it, it’s not realistic to let her leave at this point."
Wayne shook his head lightly. While envying that Austin saved the world in his previous life, he intensified the output of Death Essence to withstand the space fusion and suppress the tentacles drilling out from beneath the Death Swamp.
In the sky, the thick fog obscured the sun, countless suction cup-covered tentacles embraced downwards, sticking to the five-colored aurora Visit NovelHub for more amazing novels and chapters.
Space creaked and burst open with cracks.
"Even the collective power of the five chosen can’t sustain..."
Wayne’s eyes hardened, "Saina, take me up there. I’ll make a switch too!"