Under Ybur's feet, the Divine Name of the God of Radiance had gradually condensed. With the Divine Name as her step, she was about to ascend to the Divine Heaven, but suddenly she felt countless bizarre prayers converging toward her.
The tumult within these prayers was by no means the reverence and praise for the new God of Nature, but a blatant defilement, distortion, and blasphemy against nature itself!
In Ybur's perception, the power of the Abyss seemed to stretch out tentacles, greedily following these defiled lines of prayers, spreading along like countless sticky tendrils, or like a filthy counter-flow!
—The Lord of the Forbidden Mysteries had made a move!
