The vast and boundless spirit, like a raging storm.
And the two of them were like a small boat, drifting in the vast sea.
"The Fourth Realm, the True God of Mankind."
Looking at the divine being in the sky, Naxika's husband, the tall and strong Duke Morton, as the Knight Commander of the Fourth Frontline Zone, spoke with a tone full of incredulity.
He had once thought about what the next realm might be, but never imagined it to be this immense, as if he were seeing an ultimately great life that had broken through the genetic limit of humanity.
"The thrill of beauty to the extreme."
Jiang Yang looked up, his expression full of yearning and splendid colors, "This aura, I've seen it before... a platinum splendid radiance, the majesty of a god."
He recalled stopping while driving on the street half a month ago, at the window sill of a residential building, that figure hidden in the shadows.
