The man in purple frivolously hooked a finger beneath Amu Lulu's chin, his voice suddenly turning incomparably eerie. "Is that so? Wasn't it I who gave you a chance to soar to the heavens in a single step? It's just a pity that you failed. If you had successfully melted down those so-called gods, those wounded fellows on the battlefield, and extracted the power of origin from their bloodlines, you would already have become one of us."
"You people?" Amu Lulu shuddered in alarm.
"Ah, it seems I misspoke?" The man in purple laughed unconcernedly. Shrugging, he casually handed his wine cup to the Heavenly Crystal maiden beside him. "Very well, I have many companions. I am merely one of the envoys they selected."
Playing with Amu Lulu's tender body, the man in purple leaned close to her ear and began muttering softly.
"You failed. You have already failed once! Facing those severely wounded fellows, facing those who had no strength to resist at all, you still failed! Your failure made you endure the misery of being sealed for so many years!"
"But now, I am giving you a chance to turn the tables! A chance to gain immense power and change your fate! Amu Lulu, my dear little darling, a perfect opportunity lies right before your eyes. As long as you succeed, you can change your destiny."
Amu Lulu slowly sat up. She pulled her torn robe over herself, barely covering her body, then looked coldly at the man in purple and asked in a grim voice, "What do you want me to do? Back then, you had me use all the gods recuperating from their injuries within the Divine Domain as sacrifices to carry out that terrifying sacrificial ritual. This time, what are you planning?"
"This time, as