Melolina felt the immense power within her suddenly plummet by countless degrees.
Yet no extra expression appeared on her face.
At most, she felt a little sentimental inside.
In a sense,
she was now as weak as she had ever been.
After all,
even when she had just been born,
she had been endowed with the authority Orsaga had granted her, allowing her to freely draw upon the power of Crimson Heaven and effortlessly crush countless Great Demon Level beings.
This kind of completely independent state
was truly a first for her!
When Orsaga saw that she had swiftly adapted to the changes in her power without suffering any psychological gap, he was not surprised either.
As her father,
he knew very well what potential his daughters possessed.
Even when they had first been born, he had spared no expense.
Compared with that,
the entire Ozhaki Race had merely been an extra gift.
The reason they had never made much of a move was simply that there had been no need, nor any opportunity to display their abilities.
"Do you want to advance to Abyss Lord Level now?"
That was Orsaga's question.
He understood that as long as his daughter wished it, she could advance to Abyss Lord Level at any time.
The easy kind.
With years of experience possessing the power of an Abyss Lord Level Limit Breaker, all kinds of precious knowledge accumulated within herself, and various little treasuries she carried with her,
Melolina was practically covered from head to toe in buff effects.
Compared to her, even Orsaga, who had schemed to seize the Warhammer plane back then, had been far worse off than some stinking beggar.
At best, he had been a wild primitive man in the middle of nowhere, drinking blood and eating raw flesh.