The Goddess of Bright did not immediately enter the field. Golden light surged in her eyes, summoning the connection of the sun and moon, with infinite stars light spots appearing in the sky.
She glanced at her own hands, the two pale bracelets were very unpleasant to her eyes.
"If the Goddess doesn't like them, I can take them off for you."
"No need, you take good care of Galle, I have also inherited her intuition." The Goddess of Bright smiled gently, transforming into a golden light and disappeared from the spot.
Bang!!
A strike stirred up a thousand waves, the boundless earth opened up ripples akin to sea tides, and hurricanes howled. At the center of the soaring dust waves, the enemy representing natural information was pierced with one blow, Yalien along with her war horse fell into the Netherworld below, engaging once again with Aztemo.
