Deep within the Illusion Star Lake Secret Realm.
Outside the Mysterious Space.
The Succubus God leaned against a shattered Space Barrier, her chest heaving. Several holes had been torn in her pink gauze dress, revealing pale skin and... vicious wounds.
Blood had stained the dress red. She looked both heartbreakingly beautiful and wretched.
"Cough..."
The Succubus God coughed up a mouthful of pink blood, but her eyes shone as she stared at the Mysterious Space ahead—or more precisely, at the White Feather floating in its center.
The power of a Progenitor!
Her hope of reaching Great Perfection!
"If I can just get it..."
Fervor flashed in the Succubus God's eyes.
"If I get it, every injury I suffered today will be worth it! Hell, I'd gladly lose both legs too!"
She drew a deep breath, forced down the turmoil in her blood, and pulled several bottles of Pills from her Storage Ring. Without even looking, she tipped them into her mouth.
"Burp~"
The Succubus God belched out a cloud of rainbow-colored mist.
She turned to look at the Blood Demon God, who was also healing nearby.
Blood Demon God Bradwell was clearly in even worse shape. His Blood Robe hung in tatters, a large swath of his long hair had been sliced away, and the black power of death left by the Undead Demon God continued to eat into his body.
He gripped a Blood Crystal in his hand. Seven layers of barriers surrounded him as he healed himself frantically.
Hmph. He's hurt worse than I am.
The Succubus God sneered inwardly.
Looks like he took most of the damage from that last attack.
Good. Let him suffer.
The worse his injuries, the less strength he had to fight her for the feather.
Here's my chance!
The Succubus God's eyes