The illusions of the Cloud Sea Garden gradually dissipated, just like a mirage.
When Dorothy looked around again, she found herself back in the temple chapel, and the Lord of Glory who had been in front of her had vanished without a trace.
"Little one, see you in a week,"
Her ears faintly recalled such a voice, but when the homebody witch turned her head to look at the statue of the Twelve-Winged Angel in the temple again, she discovered that the statue previously inhabited by the Lord of Glory had now returned to normal.
Clearly, the consciousness and strength of the Lord of Glory had left this place.
"He's gone already?"
While Dorothy felt relieved, she was also unexpectedly a bit disappointed.
She and senior Fanny had been prepared to face a fierce battle, only to find that the infamous historical antagonist seemed surprisingly reasonable.
"Tsk, isn't it good that he left? Just you, Dorothy, have such a big heart; I was nervous to death just now,"
