Betrayed by the Succubus, I Raise a Twelve-winged Angel

Right at that moment.

An invisible ripple centered around Sally suddenly spread out.

In an instant, the sky above changed dramatically, as if the entire sky had turned into a flowing mirror.

A vast, dazzling river-like phantom, interwoven with countless historical imprints and future shadows, slowly manifested.

Voranthos, the River of Time!

But this time, it was not merely a phantom.

It had truly appeared before them!

And Aster Grant, at the moment Voranthos fully manifested, felt a sudden shock.

It wasn’t the appearance of Voranthos that shocked him, but the incredibly familiar ripple he sensed within it.

Another Divine Position!

This Divine Position’s aura was intimately connected with time.

A perfect fit for Sally!

"Within Voranthos, there’s actually a Divine Position hidden..."

Aster murmured, a gleam in his eyes.

The Supreme Goddess once said she had integrated the Divine Position into the world, but apparently, not entirely.

"Sally," Aster looked at the newly transformed cat-girl beside him.

"Can you sense the specific location of the Divine Position? Can you lead us inside?"

Sally closed her eyes, and the silver Divine Pattern on her forehead glowed faintly.

She reached out her slender fingers, as if touching invisible threads in The Void.

A moment later, she opened her eyes, her silver pupils seeming to rotate with countless fragments of time:

"No problem!"

Sally then took the lead and stepped into the silver river.

Aster and several Beastbond creatures followed closely behind.

The instant they entered, everyone felt as though passing through a water membrane, and all the surroundings changed drastically.

No sky, no earth; everything around was a formless flow of light and shadow.

Sally walked at the front, her forehead’s Divine Pattern shining brightly, guiding her way.

Her silhouette seemed somewhat elusive in Voranthos, as if it might merge with it at any moment yet remained incredibly stable.

And the deeper they went, the stronger the power of the Time Law became.

Luckily, those violent, chaotic Time Laws.

When approaching Sally, they seemed to recognize their master or origin and quickly turned docile and orderly.

Then, they gathered towards Sally, integrating into her body.

As a result, Sally’s control over the Time Law was increasing at an astonishing rate.

As they ventured further, a point of golden light gradually became clear ahead.

That light was warm and pure, carrying a supreme divine aura.

It was the Divine Position Aster had sensed earlier!

As Sally gently reached out, that Divine Position seemed to sense something.

It flew towards Sally autonomously, slowly merging into the center of her forehead.

"Buzz——!!"

When that Divine Position actively merged into Sally’s forehead.

In an instant, the light and shadow of time around Sally fluctuated intensely!

A power far more vast and closer to the true concept of time than the previously fused Divine Pattern began shaping her Divine Body.

At this moment, the endlessly flowing Voranthos appeared to pause for a moment.

Then, the chaotic light and shadow, the twisted causality within were forcibly corrected.

Voranthos also became smoother and more harmonious than ever before!

Sally slowly opened her eyes, her gaze turning into a clear silver.

Having absorbed this Divine Position, she had completely become the master of Voranthos.

Her eyes looked at Aster, carrying a touch of admiration.

At the moment of merging with the Divine Position, she was fortunate enough to glimpse a fragment of the future.

Just this glimpse made her respect Aster even more.

Subsequently, Sally organized her thoughts slightly and slowly spoke:

"Master, the whole Voranthos has now been thoroughly restored!"

"Now only a few chaotic areas remain, which require your personal attention!"

Hearing this, Aster was a bit dazed.

And Sally waved gently, several scenes instantly appeared before him.

When Veridia and Scarlett left the Ghost Race, the golden light that descended from the sky!

The legacy left behind by the Elf Queen before her death!

In the Angel World, the Twelve-winged Angel Statue left behind!

...

"Master, these event nodes! I need your help to completely restore them!"

"Because your existence stands independent of Voranthos!"

"And these time nodes have traces of you, you must appear personally to correct all causality."

Hearing Sally’s words, Aster nodded.

All of this originated from him, he naturally wouldn’t shirk from it.

Moreover, now that Sally controlled Voranthos, they could freely traverse within it.

However...

The entire Voranthos had its own operational rules, and he couldn’t easily change the past.

Otherwise, it would lead to the collapse of Voranthos.

Therefore, upon Sally’s invitation, he hesitated not and swiftly stepped into one of the time nodes.

....

At the same time.

In the real timeline.

The Demon Abyss, the first layer, also the lowest layer.

It was utterly different from the chaos, filth, and frenzy of the upper Demon Domain.

No twisted demon beast roars, no sticky Demonic Qi rising.

Even the space itself radiated an eerie, soul-freezing silence, akin to the primal chaos before the universe’s birth.

In this center where even time seemed nearly frozen, a subtle light quietly floated.

It was a form.

She sat atop a throne, her posture equally transcending the limits of any race’s understanding of beauty.

Yet also possessed an aura that dared not be glanced upon nor elicited any blasphemous thoughts - the aura of the supreme Divinity.

She was the source of the Demon Abyss, the grantor of the power of The Nine Archdemons.

Or rather, she was another source consciousness born from the fragmented Origin World.

She seemed to have eternally resided here, akin to this world.

Silent, cold, everlasting!

However, at the moment Aster met the Supreme Goddess.

This goddess, seemingly merged with darkness, had her lowered eyes, filled with infinite silent void, tremble ever so slightly.

Not in shock, nor in anger.

More like a dead pool rippling from the tiny pebble thrown from a far-off distance.

She slowly raised her head.

Her deep eyes seemed to penetrate through countless layers of the Demon Abyss, looking towards Aster’s direction.

"Oh?"

A syllable quietly echoed in the absolute silence.

"Is this your choice?"

An exceedingly faint curve grazed her indistinct lips.

"To place hope upon a human, a race bonding with fragile ties and emotions?"

Her voice resonated within the void, tinged with a sense of irony.

"Such a foolish choice!"

"Just like once you did, my dear sister."

She slowly rose, her black gown cascading like a night veil.

As she moved, the lowest tier of the Demon Abyss began to tremble slightly, as if a slumbering giant beast was awakening.

"However, everything is about to end!"

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