The platinum Holy Power rippled through the Divine Hall, illuminating every corner, and also shining upon those shattered Divine Statues like tombstones.
Facing these lifeless cracked sculptures, the Guardian's Staff widened its eyes, filled with horror.
"Impossible! This... impossible...!"
It muttered to itself in a state of panic, seemingly left with only this sentence.
Charlotte's expression was equally grave.
The Eternal Realm is the resting place of the gods of the Holy Royal Court, and these statues here... not only represent the statues of deities but also the deities themselves.
The Divine Statues are cracked and dim... such a scene means only one thing—
The gods of the Holy Royal Court have long since fallen!
Glancing over the cracked statues, Charlotte took a deep breath and began to move.
She came before these statues, reaching out to touch them one by one, feeling their power, but of course... there was no response.
