"Thank you for accepting the sacrifice of your people!"
Seronie clenched her fist tightly, trying to make the blood flow faster.
The loss of blood made Seronie's lips turn pale, but it couldn't hide the fervor in her eyes.
In the next moment, the gemstone eyes on the statue suddenly lit up, and an eerie blue light surged like a tide.
The chill in the cave suddenly increased, and Seronie's hair was frozen, with frost forming on her brows.
Seronie's body trembled violently as she felt an unprecedented icy energy flooding into her body.
Yet this coldness was not discomforting.
On the contrary, it made Seronie feel extremely clear-headed and powerful, as if she was reborn in this cold.
Seronie looked down at her own hands.
At some point, the wound on her palm had frozen over and was no longer bleeding.
Moreover, Seronie found her skin had become as clear as snow, no longer as rough as before.
