In the Void, surging Radiance raced forward, drawing a river of light through the boundless darkness, dazzling beyond measure.
Everything bathed in the river of light was naturally transformed into light-aspected matter. On the Main Plane, any of it would have been considered a treasure of light. Elemental energy, meanwhile, was driven out entirely, forming fierce elemental storms that swept in every direction.
Just as the river of light was about to reach the sun, the moon, which had always stood opposite it, suddenly appeared between them.
Gentle moonlight spilled from the moon and became a barrier against the river of light. An invisible force seeped out, resisting the river's advance bit by bit and holding it back in the Void.
As one of the Seven Primordial Gods, Lady of Night had lost much of her Authority when she fell. Her Divine Rank had dropped from 19 to 18.
But as a True God born from the moon, she had the moon itself as her Divine Kingdom. Drawing on its power, she could still wield enough strength to oppose the Good Snake's Radiance.
After Lady of Night intervened, illusory banknotes smelling of ink emerged from the Void and plunged into the river of light.
Under the banknotes' influence, the light, despite its powerful purifying properties, decayed at an indescribable speed.
Soon, part of the surging light took on a layer of gray ink. It spread swiftly into the remaining pure light, mingling with and transforming it until all of it bore the color of money.
From afar, the river of light had become a river of gray.
It still shone brilliantly, but something else had crept into it. Its sacred aura was gone.
"So this is the power of capital? Even light can't withstand the corrupting pull of money. Wealth