But she didn't know, nor did she care.
At that mont, as the Shire Scripture Draft, she was desperately trying to respond to Shirek's call, but all she got in return was indifference.
Even after the Divine Descent, Shirek never looked at her again, tossing her aside like a rag that had been used up.
Struggling, she finally managed to make a response, her entire being bursting with the power of the Shire Scripture.
At that mont she even managed to suppress the myriad forces that had already corroded her body to the point of riddling it with holes.
No need to do anything, my master, just use once more, just once more.
The Draft Maid let out one final cry, and then, after the Divine Descent, Shirek grabbed hold of her again.
At that mont, she burst into tears of joy.
As long as her master used her, she would not have to return to that Spiritual Body World which imprisoned her; that way she would...
Wait, what are you doing!
Her master's first action after the Divine Descent was to directly shove the Draft Maid back into Kael's room (the Spiritual Body World), even thoughtfully putting a patch on Kael to prevent any issues with the Shire Scripture Draft.
Draft Maid: ???
From that mont on, she suddenly realized how ridiculous all her perseverance had been.
You're not rescuing , but pushing back into soone else's arms when I'm begging on my knees?
Shirek, I#￥%￥%!
The Shire Scripture Draft, plunged into despair, had a ntal breakdown - where did this cuckold enthusiast co from!
The heartbroken Draft Maid no longer resisted the suppression of the Spiritual Body World, obediently being suppressed into the depths of the Spiritual Body World.
Then, following closely, the heavy divine power like the earth perated the surrounding area of the Spiritual Body World, being slowly absorbed into the world and then injected into her body.
So painful!
The dense divine power from the Earth Mother God was as heavy as a mountain, just falling on the cover of the Shire Scripture Draft was enough to feel like it would tear the whole book apart!
Before she could rest for a mont, the second wave of divine power descended.
That was the power from Losanda, Lord of Dawn, light like the dawn to the righteous camp, which fell on her, who harbored the power of the Prince of Lies, like a burning fire.
She scread in pain.
"Don't burn ! Don't burn ! I can do anything! Please let go!"
In the midst of severe pain, a noticeably milder power descended from outside the Spiritual Body World.
Huh, it seems less painful!
The Draft Maid was montarily confused and then horrified to discover that this was not the case.
The God of Literature and Knowledge, Dinel, was using his divine power as a pen to twist and erase the words that once belonged to the Prince of Lies, Shirek, depicted on the Shire Scripture Draft.
"No... don't!"
The Artifact Spirit of the Shire Scripture Draft let out a desperate cry for help.
The words that were originally recorded on the draft, praising the Prince of Lies, were like mories shared with Shirek for her.
She still rembered when Shirek was striving to ascend to the throne of the One God, she and many other sisters were inscribed with divine texts belonging to Shirek through special ans.
The Shire Scripture Drafts and the Prince of Lies achieved each other, ultimately forging the Shire Scripture, that high-level divine artifact that was the greatest threat to the creatures of the continent.
Thinking back now, those were truly wonderful mories...
Her consciousness began to blur.
Erasing everything recorded on the draft about Shirek was like forcibly wiping away her mories and everything that once existed.
The feeling of having her personality washed away caused her imnse pain.
She let out a wail of despair: "Don't take away my mories, I don't want to disappear from this world!"
"do~ but you were never the Artifact Spirit of the Shire Scripture Draft to begin with!"
A light and cheerful voice sounded: "do~ you are only a pseudo-entity born from the divine power of lies transferred to you by the Shire Scripture Draft,
combining the radiant allure of Huihui kanshut and Mira Euphemia,
along with Kael's inherent charm and Otherworldly aura, as well as powers like Totem Power and the Four Gods' Divine Favored Power, a happenstance creation.
You just happened to use the Shire Scripture Draft as a vessel - most of the mories you have are empty copies."
"I am...empty?"
"do~ more or less, if the power of the deities represents order, then the power of the Abyss represents chaos.
The special power from outside the heavens and the Totem Power centered around domination collided in Kael's body, ultimately producing an unexpected change.
The entity born from this was you; you have no real connection with Shirek but were mistaken because of your scrambled mories and one-sided infatuation.
You are not a god, not a demon, not a totem, not an artifact spirit, not a human, not even a soul...
Everything you possess is simply stitched together, so why are you unwilling to accept more stitching and completely beco his object of domination?"
"I..."
"Want revenge?" This ti, the voice of the world's will didn't even have any strange prefixes.
"Revenge?"
"Don't you hate Shirek to death now? Then reveal the outer layer Shirek has placed upon you, dedicate everything you have to Kael."
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