Chapter 349: The End of All (2)
The celestial object descending from beyond was causing an unusual phenomenon affecting the continent’s nature and mana. Due to this, gravity was disrupted, the world’s inhibitory force was momentarily loosened, and this phenomenon would grow more severe the closer the celestial object drew near.
“... Glitheon,” Epherene said.
At the apocalypse, Epherene manifested herself and, for a moment, fixed herself to a specific axis of time, as this was the only moment she could break free from the constraints of causality.
"Can you hear me?"
Looking at Glitheon, Epherene was overcome by a somewhat conflicted emotion, for the exhausted and fragile Glitheon appeared to have already lost himself.
However, Glitheon's eyes, which glared ferociously at Epherene and were as terrifying and predatory as a wild animal’s, were no different from when he had driven out the Luna house, but now Epherene was no longer afraid of him and rather felt pity for him.
"... Your magic was not dismantled. I only pushed back its time a little," Epherene continued, though she was unsure if the words would be a comfort to Glitheon.
Epherene could only feel sorrowful, for there was no meaning in the grand magic Glitheon had manifested at the cost of his own life, in the magic that offered himself up as a living sacrifice.
Glitheon offered no words.
Could his vocal cords have been shredded because he just shouted, 'How dare a lowborn like you—'? Epherene thought.
Epherene looked around at the paintings hanging here, which were passages leading to the outer edge of the world that Glitheon had attempted to burn completely, and she was still researching a method to facilitate the escape of the numerous people of the continent.
"But... I have a question," Epherene muttered under her breath, her eyes again turning toward Glitheon. "Why did you hate me and my house so much?"