The entire high-altitude region was swallowed by a sea of radiance. Albert Grantham's figure vanished completely within that white light. Yet his sword light remained vast and boundless. That strike, which had merged with his "momentum" and displayed power nearly capable of splitting the heavens, cleaved open the first suddenly closing petal from top to bottom—then abruptly froze in place!
Sabrina, Bishop Melville, and Emily Grantham, who had been watching Albert Grantham closely, frowned at the same time.
But Albert Grantham did not immediately suffer a counterattack like Gavin Nors had.
The white light in the sky faded, and his figure reappeared. The "Great Light Sword" still shone brilliantly. However, no matter what he did, Albert Grantham could not press his sword-holding hand downward!
The handsome face beneath his visor changed slightly. Reflected in his eyes was a delicate, translucent figure—within the flower's pistil, emerald jade liquid had condensed into a humanoid form. With just one raised hand, its slender arm had blocked the blade of the "Great Light Sword"!
"Could this be the true body of Demeter's Flower?"
A flash of alarm crossed Albert Grantham's mind. He suddenly flicked his wrist, dispersing the giant sword of light, then swiftly retreated.
The humanoid within the pistil had jade-like features and an expressionless face. Its eyes appeared to have no pupils, and it showed no reaction.
After retreating safely, Albert Grantham saw that Gavin Nors below had met with disaster.
His thoughts shifted, and he cautiously kept his gaze on the humanoid as he slowly descended from the air.
"Albert, what happened?" Sabrina, Bishop Melville, asked at once.
Albert said calmly, "Green liquid has accumulated in the pistil of Demeter's Flower. That liquid can condense into a humanoid form. There is a high possibility that it possesses intelligence."
"Why only a