It was as though she had known all along that they would come and had been waiting here.
Although she looked exactly like the Matriarch, she was completely different. The cursed chains no longer bound her body. Instead, they seemed to have become part of her, something she could control at will.
And there was no question about it.
This dark side born from the Matriarch's heart was itself a curse at one with Hell. She would be even more powerful!
Lynn narrowed his eyes and pinched the Monocle.
"You seem to have been waiting for us. What, do you think you can take on all of us by yourself?"
He asked tentatively, but his gaze kept sweeping the surroundings before finally settling on the enormous purple-black Magic Array behind her.
Twelve enormous black wings spread open.
The pitch-black Fallen Angel rose into the air. Her surging black power sent waves of chilling cold through everyone present.
And it was clear.
She was now completely different from the Fallen Angel Lynn had seen in the Rifts of Curse City.
Back then, her consciousness had still been muddled, not fully awakened. Now, Lynn could clearly see the lucidity in her eyes and their frostlike indifference.
The Matriarch had failed to suppress her!
She had now become the fully dominant consciousness of this body!
The Fallen Angel looked down at Lynn, her face devoid of joy or sorrow, and parted her lips.
"No, I don't need to defeat you."
"The defeat of the God of Ten Thousand Machines and the Flesh Dominator has indeed proven your strength. But I must tell you, this is Hell. Your victory doesn't mean you get to savor its fruits. On the contrary, you will suffer even worse consequences for it."
She abruptly spread her enormous black