Aisera stopped retreating.
Beneath her Faceless Silver Crown, the fluctuations of her Divine Might grew calm and resolute.
There was no escaping.
That man had locked onto her Divine Soul. No matter which corner of the Void she fled to, she could not shake him.
Then she would fight.
She would use every means at her disposal, whatever the cost, to destroy this threat before it grew.
"You're very confident." Aisera's voice had regained its usual composure, but the killing intent within it made silver crystals of law form in the surrounding space.
"Confidence is the privilege of the strong," Qin Chuan replied.
"Then let me show you what a true god—and true order—looks like!"
Aisera raised the Codex high, and unprecedented light erupted from her divine body.
Boom!
The Void tore open.
It was not a single rift. With Aisera at its center, an invisible giant hand ripped apart the very canvas of reality, revealing an entirely different world behind it.
A silver city-state too magnificent for words was forcing its way out of the torn dimension and into the plane of reality.
It was not a city built of stone or metal.
Its walls were formed from billions of interwoven Order Runes.
Its pillars were Law Chains made tangible, stretching between heaven and earth.
At the city's center floated an immense set of Judgment Scales. Every slight movement drew a groan from the surrounding Space Law under the strain.
Divine Kingdom: Court of Sin!
This was Aisera's foundation, the source of all her power, and her last refuge.
Summoning a Divine Kingdom directly onto the battlefield could instantly raise a god's combat strength to its peak, but it was also a tremendous gamble.
As long as a Divine Kingdom survived, its god could still be resurrected.
But if