In the dimly lit ancient bronze hall, Lu Bu'er once again felt the familiar pain as the divine figure in her mind opened its graceful eyes, which brimmed with dignity as they shimmered.
In just an instant, her senses seemed to undergo a dramatic change. She could almost perceive the immense domain enveloping the world, like a client echoing a server, requesting permission for a massive data stream to be uploaded remotely.
"Detection of the Genesis Ritual, would you like to access the permissions?"
At that moment, her brain crashed.
The sharp-dressed assassins were all intently observing the grand ceremony, unaware of the husky amidst the wolves showing any abnormality, for she had endured such levels of pain for many years now, displaying no signs of distress.
With the music of the ceremony, the Genesis Ritual had reached its most crucial phase. The vertical pupil that emerged in the darkness was so pale, like a Specter Fiend's gaze.
