Therefore, Goddess Tiya paid no attention to the other party’s aggressive words and slowly closed her eyes.
As the second generation Bright Moon Goddess, her Authority was roughly the same as Beatrice’s.
Although weakened by the river of time and space, obstructing the extremely ugly planet flesh blob before her was not a difficult task.
The next second, a pale Divine Ring faintly emerged behind Goddess Tiya’s head.
At the same time, the planet flesh blob in the sky that whipped its tentacles about like tumors suddenly halted in its tracks.
What tremendous power!!!
Feeling the mythological form she had revealed, Beatrice, who was already corrupted and clouded in consciousness, exclaimed in her heart.
At this moment, not even a trace of the once Bright Moon Goddess could be seen on her, as if after embarking on the path of the Evil God, she completely abandoned her original bottom line, even her sense of aesthetics became twisted.
Suddenly, she felt that the power rampaging inside her was much stronger than the Spring Festival and beauty she had once pursued relentlessly.
She even had the nascent thought, "Why didn’t I embrace this corruption sooner?"
Such was the terrifying ability of the Demons.
Even a Divine being, after long-term assimilation by contamination and murmuring, will inevitably fall into a terrible abyss.
Aware of the intense thoughts filling the depths of her consciousness, the current Beatrice’s mind was consumed with destruction and slaughter. Only the fresh blood and wails of living beings could quell the craving and agitation in her heart.
Controlling the endless tentacles on the surface of the planet flesh blob, Beatrice dispersed the gravity around her and gazed at the few women before her with her massive vertical pupils, slowly descending like an apocalyptic disaster.
Something seems amiss?
Is it the people? Or the number?
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar white-haired woman before her, Beatrice tried her utmost to think, feeling a strong Divinity warning arising within her heart.
However, because she had manifested her mythological form, she had lost almost all reasoning, and thus, the basic judgment and analysis of the battle situation had completely vanished.
Only one thought remained in her mind.
That was to kill the person before her and then break through the Divine Moon Gap, flying towards the large city above that emanated the breath of millions of lives.
The current Glostit was once again facing the imminent danger of the descent of an Evil God.
However, compared to the Tomb of the Dead Silence incident that occurred in the old factory last time, what was about to be born was not merely a wisp of consciousness like Kushustan’s but a true Fallen Evil God.
Those who block my way shall die!
Beatrice roared deeply.
Yet, the hideous body that had transformed into a mythological form only emitted chirpy sounds like sound waves, spreading through the vast space of the Divine Moon Gap, giving people the chills.
She wordlessly watched the white-haired woman before her, only to find that the woman’s face showed no fear of her form, but instead, carried a cold indifference that seemed to scorn everything.
This expression instantly infuriated Beatrice.
Just as she was about to strike, she suddenly realized that the white-haired woman levitating high above had her hands shaped as if holding a sword at her chest and stared silently at the icy sharp edge of the blade.
The next second, a huge gate that could rival the Gate of Divine Kingdom behind her pierced through the extremely fragile extradimensional space, thunderously descending!
That was a Gate of the Underworld constructed of blood and corpses. If one were familiar with Ivyst, it would be easy to recognize that this was another of her signature abilities besides the Blood-colored Thorns.
Once she used this ability, she could borrow a tremendously powerful force from behind the Blood Gate for an extremely brief moment, allowing her to explode in power.
Ivyst had no idea where the gate led to, only Miss Witch knew it very well.
Just like the Divine Kingdom Gate floating behind Beatrice, the Blood Gate they possessed also led to an existence called Divine Kingdom.
That was the domain constructed by Ivyst after she became a Goddess in the future.
"Ga-da ga-da ga-da..."
Along with a bone-chilling sound of bone friction, two mountainous, sturdy skeletal hands wrapped in a river of blood and endless wails of shadows slowly extended from the gate, mirroring the white-haired woman’s gesture, with hands shaped as if holding something, palms then burst forth with a soaring, fierce red light!
With the power continuously spreading, a blood-red colossal sword blade that seemed to pierce the heaven and earth appeared in the palms of the skeletal hands.
Those skeletal hands, seemingly an extension of the white-haired woman’s arms, slowly lifted upwards with her movements.
Then, wrapped in an awe-inspiring force akin to apocalyptic lightning, a crimson sword light, heavy as a thousand jun, swiftly slashed downwards!
Beatrice was about to use the tentacles around her to form a solid defense against the strike, but the next second, a sudden stiffness in thought spread throughout her body.
For a moment, she felt the Authority within her vanish, as if stolen away.
She instinctively turned her giant vertical pupils to look in the direction she sensed.
There was a girl who resembled the Bright Moon Goddess, currently holding a boy whose life or death was unknown, eyes tightly shut, behind her floated a Bright Moon Halo all too familiar to her.