Chapter 1832: ALL HAIL ADAM
Just like everyone else in the castle, his skin was white—pale as moon-bleached marble, stripped of all color. His eyes, however, were something else entirely. Pitch black. Abyssal wells of psychic energy that seemed to spiral endlessly inward, as if they could swallow entire worlds with a glance.
He stood still, brooding over the interaction he’d just had with Divine Calamity, when a voice cut through the silence like a sharpened blade.
"Pathetic."
The Inferno Human Hybrid turned sharply as he saw the one who had dared to enter his abode.
Standing beside him was a young woman clad in the same black robe adorned with white spirals. She was small—no more than one meter seventy—but her presence was monumental. Her face was stunning, statuesque in its perfection, her white skin flawless like polished stone, her dark eyes gleaming with disdain.
"All that talent," she sneered, focusing on the now-faded image of Divine Calamity. "An ArchDeity, and yet his willpower is so pitiful he can barely handle the pressure of failure, asking you for help once more. Are the people of the Nine Empyrean Suns really so disappointing?"
As she spoke, something terrible flickered beneath the surface of her form.
For a heartbeat, the beautiful woman was gone.
In her place stood an entity so horrifying it could freeze the blood of even the most wicked monsters: a towering demonic figure cloaked in shadow, with cascading black hair, curved horns, and a pale, mask-like face streaked with veins of ink. A third eye glowed red in the center of its forehead, and its lips stretched into a jagged, blood-stained grin. Behind it floated a blazing dark sigil, pulsing with chaotic divinity and ancient wrath.
Then, in an instant, it was gone. She returned to her normal form, as if nothing had happened.
The hybrid showed no reaction to the nightmare that replaced the woman for a moment, and instead simply answered her question. "Extremely talented and surprisingly feeble conviction and willpower. Those are the perfect paws. I am sure the Nine Empyrean Suns have strong people, but they are not the ones I can rely on to do my bidding."
Her cold gaze turned toward the man beside her and softly nodded before speaking.