The Unnamable

Huh? Afraid? Why?

Edwin paused slightly, unable to understand where the other party's emotions were coming from.

What he had displayed was a pure, untainted form of the human spirit—surely the "purity" coveted by every high-level existence in this world. Why would it inspire fear?

The next moment, he received his answer.

But the answer was not words—it was action.

Across from him, the Evernight Goddess's body, shrouded in shadow, suddenly swelled, twisted, and unfurled.

The silence was torn apart, the starlight devoured. A terrifying mythological form beyond mortal comprehension descended upon this realm of consciousness without warning. The shadows peeled away like melting wax, revealing her true form beneath.

It was a body forged from the deepest night and the most dazzling stars, with six slender yet powerful arms extending from her back and waist.

Her head tilted slightly upward. Her features remained blurred, yet within that blur lay a majesty no mortal could bear to behold.

Mythological form!

As her mythological form emerged, this spiritual domain that had originally belonged to Edwin began to tremble violently.

The void beneath his feet shattered inch by inch, and the surrounding chaos was replaced by an icy, vast, deathly order.

Above them was no longer the fog of consciousness, but an endless, profound universe hung with cold stars.

This place had, in an instant, been transformed into the domain of the Goddess's authority—night...

"Bzzzz—"

There was no sound, yet Edwin's spiritual body felt the entire space pressing down on him.

Darkness condensed into an abyss that devoured all things, while silence became a deadly poison that stripped away thought.

Yet in the face of this deity's attack, Edwin continued to float calmly in place, utterly unmoved.

Because, just as he had said before, this was his spiritual domain...

The next moment,