Shadorn.
Inside an apartment bedroom.
Aaron opened his eyes and looked at his right hand.
In it, he was holding that eerie bluish-green statue!
At that moment, its many scaled tentacles seemed to still be slowly writhing, though countless cracks had spread across its body.
Crack!
With a squeeze of his hand, the statue exploded. Countless green motes gathered together, turning into a dreamlike, illusory shadow.
The remaining spirituality condensed, giving off an exceedingly jumbled feeling.
"One portion of contamination, one spiritual remnant... but this spirituality is quite mixed. Darkness, crimson, chrysalis, shadow?"
Aaron had intended to destroy this Angel-level Strange Object from the start; saving the people of the entire city had merely been incidental.
His true purpose was to eliminate every possible hidden move and trap Damo might have left behind on it!
After being purified by the Power of Secret Source and restored to pure spirituality, the odds of it being found through divination and similar methods will be greatly reduced.
But to be safe, it would be best to add another layer of sealing.
Aaron took out two small boxes and began sealing away the contamination and traits.
After finishing all this, he walked out of the room and saw Lilliat, who had been waiting restlessly.
The moment she saw him, her eyes lit up. "Aaron... how did it go?"
"Mm. If nothing unexpected happens, the people sleeping across this city will soon awaken... Also, I need to go out for a while."
An inscrutable smile touched Aaron's lips.
Just now, he had sensed someone divining him.
This was not the power of the Furnace, but a high-level trait of the Spirit of Void: if someone divined him, he would know it!
At that moment, he closed his eyes, as though he could see over half