A light blue dress, as pure and clear as the sky at dusk.
Flawless beauty, breathtakingly stunning.
It felt like no words could truly capture the kind of beauty that seemed to belong only in a painting.
At that moment, every Sea Serpent woman, led by Sylphina, was completely mesmerized.
Such a beautiful person—someone like this was unheard of, even among the many beauties of the Sea Serpent clan.
But beyond that heart-stopping beauty, there was something else.
They could all sense a faint, cold aura lingering in the air.
Though it seemed somewhat restrained, the aura carried a supreme authority that would make any race bow in reverence.
Just being near her made them feel a deep, instinctive fear and trembling from the bottom of their hearts.
Across the entire continent of Elant, there was likely no other woman who could exude such a cold, commanding presence—except for Goddess Sylvia.
Which meant…
