The crimson-gold light flashed in Charlotte's pupils, and her golden-red eyes turned azure.
Her silver hair was once again soaked in pale gold, and her slender figure also shrank accordingly. Soon... Charlotte once again transformed into the appearance of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old human.
Her aura was human, her appearance was human, and apart from the exquisitely enchanting visage which was too perfect to be real, she seemed no different from ordinary people.
But something had changed.
A faint wave of divine power surrounded her, emanating a pure and majestic divine might.
Under that wave, any being that sensed it involuntarily felt a kind of reverence and fear, generating an impulse to perform supreme worship.
But Charlotte felt little joy in her successful god ascension.
Deep in her consciousness, within the Crimson Star Sea that symbolized the Bloodline, the "sun" representing Yabaton... had extinguished.
