Ashen Dragon

Countless arrows like shooting stars pierced the body of the enormous spider, causing cracks to appear on its pitch-black carapace, and weak beams of light to emanate from within before it suddenly exploded.

The mountain-sized black spider monster surprisingly dissipated, turning into a dense poison smoke and black mist.

"No——"

Rose raised her head, her frenzied wailing resounding through the sky, chaotic and disorderly, like thousands of demons roaring in unison.

But under Shanee's control, an ocean-like torrent of moonlight divine power surged from all directions, repeatedly washing over and eroding Rose's body, leaving her scorched and battered, in complete disarray.

At this moment, Rose was like a beast trapped in a thorny trap, bound by Shanee and continuously bleeding out.

Rose's eyes were bloodshot, erupting with a hoarse and low roar: "For the past ten thousand years, I have lain dormant in the dark Abyss, never for a moment ceasing my desire to tear apart you hypocrites into pieces!"

"Now, I will never let go of this rare opportunity! I will utterly destroy the deceitful Seldarine Gods!"

A terribly vicious divine power erupted, Rose swung her eight limbs, and hundreds of strands of web shot towards Shanee, each end adorned with a Qilashar Rose.

A chaotic and mad aura swept through, under the Qilashar Rose's intense poison, even a divine incarnation could fall into madness, and Shanee had to handle it carefully.

Shanee danced under the moonlight, her shimmering veil fluttered mid-air, gradually forming dazzling star rivers, encircling her flawless body.

Two divine powers collided, canceling each other out, brilliant flares erupted everywhere, intertwining in the sky, with nebulae churning and rolling.

The two elf divinities battled from the ground to thousands of meters high in the sky, the aftershocks of their divine power collisions almost devouring everything around, nearby everywhere floated rocks, gravel, and debris, like a wasteland in the star realm.

If mortals ventured close, they might be torn to pieces by the turbulent spatial currents at the edge of the battlefield before they could even enter.

Below the two divinities, legions of sacred creatures led by Moon Horses, Elf Celestial Guards, Elonna's sons, and Radiant Quasi-plane Elements launched a charge, their weapons and armor gleaming brightly, forming a bright silver torrent.

Meanwhile, Rose ripped open space, creating several Abyssal Portals, from which Spider-Elves, Giant Spiders, Phase Shifting Spiders, Sword Spiders, Vortex Spiders, Watch Spiders, Red Widows... countless spider monsters poured out densely, forming an unprecedented mottled wave, harrowing to behold.

The two legions clashed together like two colliding massive waves, for a time, shouts, roars, and howls shook the heavens, fragments of armor, severed limbs, and scorching blood splattered into the sky, raining down upon the earth.

"Praise the Mother Goddess!"

"For Her Majesty Shanee!"

Silver Moon Elves sang hymns loudly, surging towards the spider legion, wielding their weapons and fighting savagely with them.

Seen from a distance, that bright silver torrent was gaining the upper hand, like the last ray of dawn about to pierce through the dark clouds.

"It is time to end..."

Shanee's voice was ethereal, not loud, yet as the soft moonlight was ubiquitous, clearly echoing in everyone's ears.

Rhea severed the Giant Spider's foreleg with one stroke, pierced through its head, wiped the acidic blood from her face, and looked toward the familiar figure in the sky.

"Mother Goddess..."

Shanee was wrapped in moonlight, entwined with the gleaming star rivers, gracefully raising the Moon Bow and crossing it with the Silver Moon Staff.

With strong divine power fluctuations, that milky crescent moon appeared behind her, casting a ten-thousand-feet silver radiance, dispelling the endless darkness.

People raised their heads, gazing at the Silver Moon hanging high above, feeling refreshed, with a serene peace of mind, as if a gentle strength filled their bodies.

However, the Abyss spider monsters cowered, howling under the moonlight and burning all over, ultimately turning into wisps of black mist.

The Spider-Elves transformed by Rose emitted black smoke, the coarse hair and sharp limbs belonging to spiders were incinerated, and their eyes no longer looked clouded, gradually regaining clarity.

Upon the distant Holy Tree, Great Elder Seron kneeled on the ground, his head bowed, looking at his withered hands, murmuring with a trembling voice: "Oh God, what... what have I done?"

He looked around, overlooking the scorched earth and devastated land, as tears of despair welled up in his eyes, streaming down his wrinkles.

He once proclaimed himself as the Guardian of Serinia, yet blinded by ambition, personally destroyed everything here, bringing terrible bloodshed and disaster.

"I have let down the Serenia people who trusted me, and Little Catherine as well..."

Seron gazed up deeply at the Silver Moon hanging high in the sky, tears streaming down his old face, his voice filled with endless remorse and self-reproach.

"Mother Goddess, no, I'm no longer worthy to call you Mother Goddess, I am a shameful usurper, a lackey of the Evil God." His words choked and faltered.

Seron lowered his head reverently, speaking in a hoarse voice: "Great Silver Moon Goddess, I am willing to give up everything, even if... it can only atone for a billionth of my sins."