Colonial Suit

With a crack, the blood-red greatsword disintegrated, transforming into countless red rays that plunged into the top of the temple, onto a massive metal pillar reaching straight into the sky! Following this, the dome of the temple slowly opened, revealing the endless mirrored sky above and the slowly descending Mother Nest.

The black jade mountain beneath trembled violently, seemingly on the verge of collapse, yet also brewing a mysterious, pure spiritual energy. A large number of cyan light spots escaped from the mountain, only to be instantly absorbed by the metal pillar in the temple!

Before the temple, the stone pillars binding Robbie began to crack, and Robbie also showed a pained expression.

In that instant, the sins and suffering he bore suddenly intensified tens of thousands of times. It was boundless and endless! The sins and suffering of the entire Fallen Angel race were forced upon him in that instant. Even a devout priest like her could barely withstand it. But this was only temporary. When the Fallen Angel race merged with the Mother Nest, Mostina would replace him, becoming the final dark side.

At that time, Mostina would lose her self, completely becoming the accumulation of all sins and evil thoughts, forever enduring torment and suffering, unable to be freed.

This is sacrifice.

This is the price!

But it's all worth it, isn't it?

Mostina smiled, feeling the deepening of sin. From the first day she planned this, she already knew the ending, knew her fate. But it was all her own volition. The self-salvation of a race, a civilization, requires a price. This price not only requires the entire race to pay, but also needs a leader, the sacrifice of a person with great resolve. So-called liberation, so-called redemption, isn't as simple as it's written in novels. Without sacrifice, what ending is there to speak of? Without giving, what liberation is there to talk about?

Death is merely an insignificant trifle, not even worthy of bearing the weight of the entire race. So the only thing she can do is use this body, this existence, to bear the countless years of pain and countless years of sin of the Fallen Angel race.

For all eternity, unable to be freed.

"I don't have the will of the first king, nor the unyielding spirit of you Crodir people," Mostina said softly, her eyes glazed. "But the only thing I have is resolve."

"I must do this, even if I endure torment for all eternity, I must do it!"

"The Fallen Angels have suffered for too long, cried for too long!"

"Why can other races enjoy normal cycles of life and death, karmic retribution, while we have to endure endless sin and torment? Why must our people rely on the strong to survive, otherwise they will crave salvation in hunger and cold?"

"We desire freedom, yearn for warmth. In the past, all of this relied on you, relied on the great, supreme Crodir!"

"But now, I must find a way out for my people, for myself, and for all the Fallen Angels struggling in pain and torment!"

"Sacrifice!"

"Death!"

"Price!"

"Is right here!"

Mostina's voice suddenly rose. She crushed the sword hilt. Countless red lights bloomed from her hand, soaring straight into the sky and merging with the massive Mother Nest.

And she herself began to become blurred, becoming ethereal.

With a faint smile on her blurred face, she suddenly lowered her head and said to the twin siblings, "I'm sorry. I dragged you here as well. Actually, in the ancient war, from the moment you didn't return, I knew what you were thinking. But this isn't something that can be changed by individual will. The Fallen Angel race must pay a price to gain liberation. Even if you try to escape all of this, it will be in vain."

"I must do this, even if it means you have to make sacrifices as well."

"I'm sorry for not getting your consent!"

Before her voice faded, Mostina suddenly became ethereal, her entire body gradually fading away, condensing into the emitted red threads. At the same time, the entire temple, the entire mountain, the entire ocean, all the Fallen Angels bound by the stone pillars raised their heads, emitting painful, silent screams.

Red rays of light emanated from their chests, all projecting towards the Mother Nest in the sky!!

The final step of the plan was about to begin! As long as all of this was complete, the entire Fallen Angel race would merge with the Mother Nest! At that time, even the Fallen Angels in other fragments would unconsciously eliminate their selves, returning to a state of chaos!

The Fallen Angel race will be reborn with a new face, a new individual!!

Blood瞳 watched all of this, but was unable to stop it!

His power no longer allowed him to do so. In fact, at this moment, everything except his thoughts had been stripped away. The only thing he could do was wait, wait for the fusion to happen, for the fusion to complete, and ultimately, become a part of the new individual, the foundation of the Fallen Angel race's will.

But he forgot that in this void, in this world, there were two people who were powerful, even more powerful than him, more powerful than everyone else!!

Because he was ultimately just an outsider, while these two people were the masters of the Fallen Angels, even of Chaos!

The true masters of the Nine Heavens!!

"I won't allow you to do this!!"

Little Poshi suddenly screamed, even though she was bound, she couldn't suppress her anger and ferocity!

"Blood瞳哥哥 is ours, no one can take him away!"

"We don't want to fuse! What salvation, what freedom, are all just your fantasies!"

"Without individuality, without self, who still has a soul? Who still has a spirit? It's just a monster created out of thin air in your imagination! The Fallen Angel race isn't like this! We, are not like this!"

"So what if we bear the evil thoughts of the universe? So what if we bear the sins of the universe?!"

"We are Fallen Angels! Born to be the dark side of the universe! This isn't a burden! This isn't sin! This is our duty!!"

"The universe spawned us, not to be used as a garbage dump, but as a transfer station in a cycle! From the moment we were born, we have been shouldering this mission!"

"Don't even think about deceiving me! Even if you make a sacrifice, you have no right, no qualification to make the entire race, all Fallen Angels live according to your will!!"

"Perhaps we are currently in a standstill, but this is just a process. I believe that when we awaken, when Blood瞳哥哥 rises, everything will return to normal!"

"Mostina! You're wrong!"

In an angry voice, Little Poshi suddenly struggled hard, her weak body actually breaking the chains that bound her bit by bit, shattering that glorious stone tablet. At the same time, the Burial Angel, Mia, did the same.

She opened her eyes and said to Mostina.

"I completely agree with my sister's words. This universe needs justice, but you are not the savior."

"Not even with your self-righteous responsibility."

Saying that, she proactively reached out her hand and held Little Poshi's hand tightly.

Black and red light pierced the firmament!!