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Holy, dazzling, magnificent, deadly.

The light that emerged from Aiwass drove away all the darkness before him.

When the light of the Lost Paradise faded, the Blood Celestial Marshal had already lost that unseeable divine glory.

The body of the black-haired girl was now covered in cracks, like a painting that had been torn apart and forced back together, possessing a breathtaking shattered beauty.

This also meant that the scant remaining life of the Blood Celestial Marshal would completely burn out here.

--Aiwass did not even use the power of Lucifer's Wings.

He neither summoned the aggressive Great Sin Beast nor the Night Fiend, which had already promoted to the Sixth Power Level... nor did he fuse with the Great Sin Beast to unfold more grandiose wings of color.

Even just the ordinary Lost Paradise was enough to completely defeat the Blood Celestial Marshal--

The Blood Celestial Marshal was indeed much weaker than the Fallen Celestial Marshal, after all, the Blood Celestial Marshal had not completely proved divinity—completed his path as a "Perfect Human"—therefore, his sanctity was not complete.

Just like how the Banquet Master is missing a piece of liver and thus lacks that part of the "wine" authority, so he always can't step into the realm of the Celestial Marshal. The Blood Celestial Marshal also did not fully complete his own proof, so the power he held was not too strong. This is also why Aiwass dared to bring a few people directly to kill.

It is precisely because the Blood Celestial Marshal's destructive power is not that strong.

But from another perspective, the Blood Celestial Marshal who descended into the material realm has an extremely strong level of life force among all Celestial Marshals—as long as she does not wish, it is far harder to kill her than to kill other Celestial Marshals.

As the ancestor of all Sons of the Moon, the original Son of the Moon... the Blood Celestial Marshal's life force naturally far surpasses other Sons of the Moon.

For her, blood is an extension of life—she can regenerate from the Blood Pool and create within it. As long as she has enough blood, she can infinitely reshape her shell, just like the immortal Sons of the Moon.

The Sons of the Moon she killed will become her Blood Pool. Having killed so many Sons of the Moon, she might already have enough to create a sea of blood reaching the heavens... Against the Blood Celestial Marshal, Aiwass must be prepared for a tug-of-war.

He called Isabel because he plans to pursue the Blood Celestial Marshal's endurance through alternation with her. When Isabel uses the mask to mimic Aiwass, she can also naturally use Aiwass's equipment. And Aiwass's Phantom Card happens to be a "tool" that can be handed to Isabel to use, avoiding the costs.

Yet even so, the Blood Celestial Marshal is an extremely difficult enemy to confront.

Or rather... her strength actually depends only on her baseline.

Only needing one great slaughter, the Blood Celestial Marshal who obtains the life of the Irisflower People will become completely unbeatable.

However, reality happens to be the opposite.

The Blood Celestial Marshal drew the blood vessels of those Sons of the Moon, using their life essence to complete this ritual against the Void, creating the eerie yet sacred root-wing. She uses her existence to directly combat the Son of Nihility, using the hatred and sins created by the Sons of the Moon she created as an anchor to dissolve the Son of Nihility's erosion.

She even actively bound the Son of Nihility within herself, directly taking the assault of Aiwass's Lost Paradise.

--Lost Paradise does indeed have the power to kill the Descent Celestial Marshal.

After all, it is the mark of the King of the Winged, inheriting power from the Winged Celestial Marshal—the first generation of the King of the Winged split into the Supreme Heaven and the Great Sage, and half of the second-generation King of the Winged became the Fallen Celestial Marshal, while the other half of the power now lies with Aiwass.

This is undoubtedly equivalent to the high-level power of the Fallen Celestial Marshal's essence.

However, the skill with such long preparation time is difficult to hit... and its power can also be completely offset or deflected.

The Blood Celestial Marshal had no defenses, no defense, no parry, no regeneration—she even deliberately suppressed her regenerative capability, just to die under Aiwass's Lost Paradise.

Or rather...

To be shattered by Lost Paradise along with the Son of Nihility.

"Is this... suicide?"

Aiwass gazed at the Blood Celestial Marshal and softly asked, "Cain?"

Although the Blood Celestial Marshal seemed completely normal, able to move and speak. But as the Ring of Ouroboros ritual was completely completed, the Celestial Marshal Shard had already been stripped by the ritual. The body descended into the material realm was bound to start crumbling sooner or later.

"...Ah."

Her once wild and uninhibited smile now subdued.

The Blood Celestial Marshal, who lost all aggression and madness, now looked like an ordinary little girl. She had lost all extraordinary power, the cracks on her skin grew more distinct, increasing.

Like a little girl who had just fought with her family... shrinking back, silently grabbing the door frame, hiding most of her body behind the door, yet still wishing to stay in a corner of the crowd. Unwilling to be criticized, afraid to talk back and go mad, not wanting to apologize and admit wrong, yet not wanting to hide alone in a corner where no one knows.

The Blood Celestial Marshal looked up at Aiwass standing in front of her, a complex expression on her face.

She hesitated silently for a long time, but ultimately said nothing.

She simply raised her head proudly, with absolute, shining confidence in her eyes—though the final blow was completed by Aiwass, even though she had prepared two thousand years in advance... she undoubtedly still won against the Son of Nihility.

Even her revered mother could not bear, dared not touch the Void... even if only some fragments of it, but she had won against it!

...However, Aiwass could feel a tangle of unease mixed within her bold confidence.

He sighed, as the array behind him gradually extinguished like fireworks.

He slowly stepped forward two steps. Though the Blood Celestial Marshal instinctively wanted to retreat, she ultimately remained stubbornly unmoving, just stiffly staring at Aiwass, firmly fixing her eyes on his.

Aiwass reached his hand out, gently resting it on the little girl's head.

He dared not exert too much force—at this moment, the Blood Celestial Marshal had turned into a "treasure chest." If Aiwass applied any force, the Blood Celestial Marshal would directly shatter.

"Well done, Cain."

Aiwass spoke softly.

At that moment, something crystalline seemed to seep out from the depths of the Blood Celestial Marshal's eyes.

Yet she did not shed tears, only smirking with irony: "Where is the hardship?

"Endlessly killing and reveling in the Domain of Blood? Hatred flowing endlessly on the ground like a river? That heap of failures I created that are disappointments? Committing unforgivable Great Sins due to a yearning for love?

"Or... merely celebrating that this creation destined to fail from the very start unexpectedly achieved the correct result?"

Cain's persona should be that of an unyielding, dazzlingly rebellious youth. To have his mother look at him a bit more, he had created a sinful race. For the Great Sin committed against his "children," the Blood Celestial Marshal felt no remorse, even actively intensifying—by granting divine arts, continually causing the Sons of the Moon to change history so that their sins were remembered by future generations.

But now, she descended into the body of an eight or nine-year-old girl, seeming incongruous.

--At the end of the day, just a child lacking love.