"Even if you destroy this shell, my magic will not cease."
Mary spoke coldly. She knew she ought not to say such things to Bazatous' divine chosen, but she couldn't resist the emotions stirring inside her—as if a lifelong hunt had finally come to a close. "Do you regret letting me go back then? It's too late now."
"Mary, I have never regretted."
As the judgment fell, Bazatous' divine chosen finally spoke, but it was in a tone she had never expected, "Although it may be difficult for you to understand, it was the only way to resolve the scarlet plague."
This was not what she had anticipated.
What does that mean?
Resolving the scarlet plague?
This must be a trick by Bazatous followers!
Mary couldn't help wanting to question further, but the falling silver brilliance engulfed everyone, and her vision was obscured by the blinding light, unable to see Ethan's face anymore.
The brilliance persisted for several minutes, and what followed was a profound, deathly silence.
