A Divine Descent Vessel!
In that instant, Angel thought of Megose in Tingen City, of the beautiful yet expressionless "Mother of the Sky" in the Great Smog, of wailing and death, and of the unmatched might of the gods.
"What are you planning to do? Set up a Sacrifice Ritual and please a god with countless lives and rivers of blood?"
She instinctively questioned her, then realized how cold and stern her tone was. She softened it slightly and added:
"It's not that I don't trust you, but this involves the Primordial Demoness. No one, here or elsewhere, wants to cause even greater casualties just to stop George III."
"You needn't worry about the Primordial causing any harm beyond destroying the mausoleum. As a Sequence 4, I can withstand a god's power for no more than thirty seconds. After that, my spirit body and flesh will collapse completely. With no vessel to hold it, the divine power will return to the Primordial rather than continue wreaking destruction."
Trissy answered, still wearing that soft, lovely smile.
Isn't that a suicide attack? Angel swallowed her exclamation and exchanged an incredulous look with Klein.
Neither of them had expected this Demoness, who had initially committed multiple murders in Tingen City, to give up everything—even her life—for a prince who had fallen in love with her under "0-08's" manipulation.
"How do you intend to do it?"
Bernadette, the only one who remained composed, parted her lips and asked softly, a trace of surprise in her eyes.
"It's very simple. I need that Sapphire Ring, the one the Demoness Sect gave me when they told me to stay by Edessak's side."
The ring I used to amplify my power and dispel the Great Smog... Angel froze for a moment, then turned her hand over. The