As the black expanse of space warped, countless glasslike cracks appeared around them. A planet materialized out of nowhere, its deep-blue seas, white clouds, and blue-green land imparting a sense of peace and tranquility.
Angel could see the bright trails left by meteors streaking across the sky. Those were the traces of Angels who lacked convenient abilities such as teleportation or Spirit World Shuttle, plunging bodily into the atmosphere. It was also their way of celebrating victory.
Life needed a little ceremony.
Unlike those victors, the Monarch of Decay and Inextinguishable Ravings cut rather sorry figures as they left the Solar System. They entered the Astral World, which Grisha, God Almighty, had reopened, and fled this region of space at what might have been the greatest speed of their lives, resolving never to return.
In their haste, they could not even take their Angels with them.
Still, sensing the departure of the Outer Deities she had once feared so deeply and considered invincible, now fleeing in disarray, Angel secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Until the very last moment before the agreement was reached, she had worried that the Mother Goddess of Depravity might lose restraint and overturn everything.
After all, the Outer Deities had suffered an utterly crushing defeat. They had lost two Great Old Dominators outright, and almost every survivor was injured. Even the only Pillar they could rely on had reclaimed the Sefirah that rightfully belonged to her and signed the Armistice Agreement only by surrendering the power of an entire Pathway.
Fortunately, God Almighty's notarization had finally been completed. After receiving the Brood Hive and the power of the Mother Pathway, the Mother Goddess of Depravity had left without hesitation. Weakened by repeatedly invoking the chaos primogenitor, she needed somewhere to properly accommodate her Sefirah. With