Following her memory, the appearance of this woman seemed somewhat similar to that of the Creation Goddess Statue that had been destroyed before.
Additionally, on the rough wall behind, there appeared to be incomplete murals, like a group of people worshiping this clay jar.
In any case, the too-quiet palace exuded an eerie atmosphere.
However, Ivyst was not afraid of these things.
She decided to make it a quick battle.
The next second, accompanied by a flicker of her figure, Ivyst, wearing a black dress, instantly appeared in the center of the high platform.
She looked down and noticed that the ground around the clay jar seemed to be engraved with some crude patterns and matrices.
Ivyst raised her right hand slightly, a red light flickering in her palm.
She attempted to control this seemingly ordinary clay jar, willing it to fly into her palm.
But just like last time, despite appearing to be a mere mortal object, her extraordinary power could not budge it in the slightest.
