The Heavenly Destiny of Supre Lord Leroy had been personally gifted by Lavender. Naturally, his feelings for her differed from the other Supre Lords of the Demon Night race.
In the universe, Supre Lords were the utmost existences—never did they submit to anyone.
But the Supre Lords of the Demon Night race still maintained respect towards their queens. Most of the ti, they were on equal footing.
But Supre Lord Leroy submitted to Lavender willingly, treating her as his master.
For the sake of her return, he was willing to pay any price. No regret would co to him even if he had to sacrifice his own life.
To him, hearing Lavender's simple greeting was already worth everything.
The conflict before him hadn't been resolved, so it wasn't the ti to reminisce about the past.
Elena stood in front of Lavender, looking stubborn and unmoving. Such was her personality—paranoid and violence-driven.
Although she knew that she had suffered a crushing defeat, she couldn't accept it in the least.
No change could be hinted from Latonia's expression—she couldn't be read at all in that mont.
Standing not too far away, Supre Lord Korbin felt bitterness fill his heart.
He and Supre Lord Shadow had originally been neutral Supre Lords. Never did they participate in the internal struggles of the Demon Night race unless they were to face an invasion.
This ti, they had acted completely based on consideration of the situation. They believed that Zen could be brought down easily, and that Leroy and the other Demon Night mbers weren't a match for them at all.
After all, who would've thought that Zen's strength could still exceed anyone's imagination? Even after the two queens returned, they couldn't defeat him.
Yet, such a change ca about in the Inauguration Altar, sothing unexpected to all.
Supre Lord Korbin watched Lavender warily, preparing to use the Grand Teleportation to leave. If she were to control the Demon Night race, he wouldn't be able to stay any longer. But as a Supre Lord, it wasn't really difficult to find a hiding spot in the universe.
The one who was most let down was probably Supre Lord Shadow.
Although he was completely healed, thanks to Latonia, he still had one side of the chain on his body—he had no way to escape.
Lavender's eyes swept slowly over them until they finally stopped on Latonia. “Latonia, do you wish to be my enemy too? Why?”
After Lavender had brewed for such a long ti, her question left everyone in shock. It seed that Lavender knew nothing.
Latonia looked at her strangely. She wasn't as depressed and unwilling as Elena, so she gave a free, easy smile. “Since we're taking different sides, it's natural that I beco your enemy.” Although Latonia was neither good at nor enjoyed fighting, under the Soul-sealing Needle's control, she wasn't left with another choice.
“Sides? What sides?” The statent confused Lavender even further.
In the end, she could only look at Zen pleadingly. “I only rember the ti before you went to the Divine Refinent Forbidden Land. I can't rember what happened afterwards.”
To erase the Soul-sealing Needle, Lavender's mories were completely lost.
But the Inauguration Altar was connected to the three queens—it contained all the mories of the past queens, including Lavender's. But these mories were limited to the ones from within the Evolutionary Universe.
Such mories of Lavender following Zen into the Divine Refinent Forbidden Land were not recorded by the altar. When Zen returned, Lavender's soul was like a wooden stake, making it impossible to rember a single detail.
Before, when Zen had stuffed the Ancestral Dragon inside the altar, he managed to attach Lavender's soul to the dragon's body.
It was a very risky move, and Zen himself didn't know how effective it would be.
But all the prerequisites to entering the Inauguration Altar were there.
The Ancestral Dragon could travel through space—ordinary enchanted barriers and arrays couldn't stop the creature, and such was its innate ability.
Lavender's soul was the prerequisite to entering the Inauguration Altar. For many years, Supre Lord Leroy had waited, refusing to move without Lavender by his side. It was impossible for him to enter the Inauguration Altar and destroy the Pools of Faith with his own power.
Since the conditions had been t, Zen could only give the Ancestral Dragon a few instructions and resign the rest to fate.
But never did he expect such results. Not only did the Ancestral Dragon carry Lavender to the Inauguration Altar and help her regain her mories, it also devoured the Faith Energy in Latonia's and Elena's Pools of Faith.
This energy had been accumulated over countless years by the Demon Night mbers. Just how terrifying was the amount of Faith Energy contained within? One could only imagine. As the dragon devoured it, its body underwent an astonishing transformation until it reached its current form.
It found a perfect spirit embryo within Latonia's Pool of Faith.
Previously, Latonia had wanted to exchange the spirit embryo for the Saint Killing Spear, but Zen rejected it. Now that Lavender had recovered her mories, she naturally took in the spirit embryo as her own.
It was bred from the Pool of Faith, which Latonia had done with trendous concentration. Such was a truly perfect body, from the smallest of ridians to the tip of every hair. No flaws or impurities stained it, and the spirit embryo was in an acceptable condition for the soul.
With almost no hitches, Lavender managed to take it over. Then, it began growing rapidly until it transford into Lavender's current appearance.
So the perfect temperant that Zen had felt from her didn't originate from her own soul but from the spirit embryo.
But Lavender didn't know about the entire universe's situation, nor did she know the position of the Demon Night race's Supre Lords. After taking over the spirit embryo and witnessing the Ancestral Dragon devour all the Faith Energy from Latonia's Pool of Faith, she felt sowhat guilty. She didn't hold a grudge against Latonia, after all.
After Lavender and the Ancestral Dragon left the Inauguration Altar, she noticed Zen, followed by Elena. Naturally, in her eyes, Elena was an opponent—the two of them were always enemies.
With the will of the worlds, Zen could see everything happening in the Inauguration Altar, which was why he had stayed and waited for the mont Lavender left. But he wasn't aware of how many mories there were regarding her at the altar. Seeing how confused she was, he used sound transmission to tell her about everything that had happened in the Divine Refinent Forbidden Land, including how she had lost her mories and all the changes that went down in the Demon Night race.
Only after hearing Zen's words did Lavender understand the Demon Night race's current situation.
This also led to her understanding of Latonia's words—because of the existence of the Soul-sealing Needle, Latonia's position must have been different from her own. After erasing the Soul-sealing Needle, Lavender had no clue what it was.
The issue of the needle was more complex than what she could deal with right away. But her gaze flew past Elena and suddenly fell on Supre Lord Korbin.
As the Queen of Killings, Lavender was by no ans a softhearted woman. Even if her own race's Supre Lords had committed an unforgivable sin, she would be decisive and make her move without hesitation.
Supre Lord Korbin, who had been preparing to run away, suddenly activated the Grand Teleportation, ready to flee.
Swoosh!
A blazing white power of the Space Law began blooming underneath his feet as he dissipated.
“You want to escape?”
This put a frown on Zen's and Supre Lord Leroy's faces. Supre Lords could teleport swiftly and travel far off in a blink of an eye. If a Supre Lord had the intention of escaping, it made killing him all too difficult. Although Zen's Death Chain could lock down the Supre Lord, the other end of it was still locked onto Supre Lord Shadow.
But just as Supre Lord Korbin was about to use Grand Teleportation to escape, the Ancestral Dragon began to move. Suddenly, it raised its neck and its head shot out, opening its mouth wide, fiercely biting down on the void.
Although the Ancestral Dragon's body was now enormous, its movents were unimaginably fast—they simply didn't match the creature's massive size.
As it opened his mouth, everyone could see sothing inside it and hear Supre Lord Korbin's rage. A mass of cyan flas exploded within the dragon's mouth—it was Supre Lord Korbin's counterattack!
But the Ancestral Dragon closed its mouth, sucking back in the cyan flas. After it chewed for a mont, the angry roars from within its mouth turned lighter and lighter.
Supre Lord Korbin had actually been chewed up and swallowed by the dragon.
When Supre Lord Shadow and the rest of them saw the scene, they sucked in a cold breath of air—none of them could understand why the dragon would bite down on Supre Lord Korbin when he had already used Grand Teleportation.
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