The Geometric Angel's dwindling flesh finally began to split apart under the tremors of increasingly aggressive spells, turning piece by piece into nothingness.
--At this point, even Hassan and Hai Na's souls had not yet departed.
The two descending Angels had coincidentally chosen to preserve the host's soul within its body. They had apportioned part of their power to protect the sacrificial souls, allowing them to remain temporarily inside the bodies of the Angels... just as the Blood Angel had done back then.
This was a gift, especially for Hassan.
Or rather, aside from the Fallen Angel, who had directly destroyed the soul of the sacrifice that summoned it out of excessive rage... the other descending Angels had not treated their sacrifices particularly badly. Even without protection, they had at least safely sent their souls into the Dream Realm River.
Unlike its seemingly cold and heartless appearance and its absolutely rational behavior, the Geometric Angel was extraordinarily gentle toward mortal beings.
--For a mage, "knowing" was power.
Just as the simplest way for an apprentice to master a new craft was for their master to teach them personally, they were now experiencing this Angel-level power firsthand... This was also a form of inheritance.
Passing the torch onward.
The Great Sage had kept secrets for all living beings, while the Geometric Angel had already prepared to become a Pillar God. Now, it was destined to fall here, but the apostles of the "Serpent Vortex" could not simply be scattered across the world... They were the souls of all the sages the Geometric Angel had gathered. If they fell into the Source River, it would be a waste... and if they were taken by another Angel, that would also be unfair to the sages.
Their work still had to continue.
To decipher