Can't I Raise Myself? Chapter 30

It wasn't the Inner World shattering, but Ryan himself, in reality, was about to be killed by this mysterious power.

Suddenly, a beam of light pierced the darkness before his eyes. Six pairs of pure white wings flapped, and warm sunlight dispelled the darkness and the shattered sky.

The person with the six wings was the woman Ryan had seen earlier, curled up naked in the sun. The difference was that she was now clothed and had grown wings.

The six-winged woman was as dazzling as the sun. She held a greatsword burning with flames and slashed at the shadows in the darkness. A roar followed, filled with anger and unwillingness—

"...Baalshatt of the Gods, you will return to death once more..."

The voice echoed down.

Ryan blinked. Was she speaking to him?

Bang!~

The Inner World shattered along with it.

At the very last moment, a flash of light fell from above the palace, embedding itself in front of Ryan. It was a Silver Cross Sword. He drew the sword, but before he could even get a good look at it, his consciousness was swallowed by the collapsing space.

"Hey! Ryan, are you okay?!"

A familiar voice sounded in his ear. Ryan opened his eyes and saw Jonathan, his face filled with anxiety.

"Director?"

"Phew! Glad you're okay, you scared me to death. Damn, that was intense."

Jonathan picked up the cigarette he had dropped earlier, dusting it off. "What happened to you just now? There was cold wind, then heatwaves, and you almost blew up the house."

"Hmm..." Ryan frowned in thought, then shook his head. "I can't understand it."

"It's fine if you can't understand it. But I'm 100% sure you're going to be a Chosen of the Gods now," Jonathan said excitedly. "This damn beauty, hehe. To have a Chosen of the Gods in my team, Ryan, you've really made me proud."

"Chosen of the Gods? Me?"

"Who else? You've lit up Six Stars talent, and it might not even be your limit. If you're not a Chosen of the Gods, then there are no Chosen of the Gods in this world... However, you absolutely cannot tell anyone about what happened today, understand? Even if Jack asks, just tell him your magic talent is B-rank."

Seeing Jonathan's serious expression, Ryan nodded.

B-rank talent, that meant lighting up five stars.

"Don't worry, Director, I'll keep it a secret."

"That's good. You rest up, I'll go check the situation outside."

Ryan had clearly experienced something extraordinary just now, and Jonathan didn't intend to pry. He knew Ryan needed some time alone.

Watching Jonathan walk out of the house, Ryan's gaze retracted. Then, he opened his right hand, which he had been clenching all along.

In his palm lay a Silver Cross Sword.