The Goddess of Sin's sanctuary? Had I achieved ultimate ascension?
That's right. Fu Qian had seen that standing figure before, in the survival game in the wasteland.
Countless contestants had struck poses before Her and sworn oaths, becoming the "sinners" they were tasked with eliminating.
Honestly, among all those Higher Beings, this one had the most humanlike appearance.
There were no strange bodily structures, and even Her features looked gentle and benevolent.
Her hands were slightly outstretched, as if to embrace the lamb before Her and soothe it tenderly—but the one beside Her was clearly an exception.
Though it was only a statue, he could still sense Her indifference toward the pregnant figure.
The lavish wedding hall and grand ceremony seemed unable to move the Goddess.
So much so that the "Lone King" leaning against Her looked like he was the one throwing himself at Her.
That's right. Though this was their first meeting, Fu Qian was certain it was Her.
The reason was the same as before: the Disaster Eyes were fixed firmly on Her.
He had to admit that, in terms of appearance, the Lone King might have been flesh and blood, but he was far less humanlike.
A splendid crimson robe covered his body. Even the crown on his head was the same shade, while the body beneath was white enough to glow.
Setting the specifics aside, that appearance alone instantly made it clear what it meant to be an imitation that fell flat.
All those people he had encountered earlier who smeared ash over their bodies couldn't capture even one percent of this flawless, translucent whiteness.
Against that extreme contrast of colors, for a moment he really did look like a bride in a traditional wedding cape.
Though this bride didn't seem very skilled with a