But at this very moment, the smiles and frowns of that black-haired boy still continued to tug at Abundance's heart, causing ripples in her divine soul that had remained unchanged for eons.
Forcing herself to avoid thinking about anything related to him, she realized that without such efforts, she might easily fall back into the state of losing control that she experienced earlier.
This encounter involuntarily brought her back to a millennium ago, to that cataclysm which ended the Glorious Era.
Similarly causing the Fabled Creatures to descend into madness and chaos—
But compared to that great cataclysm of the past, what Abundance faced now appeared gentler, more serene...
Yet, it was also more eerie, difficult to defend against.
She didn't even know exactly what she had encountered to find herself in such a bizarre situation.
Sigh—
Abundance reclined on that crimson Gold Throne, exhaling a long breath, forcibly suppressing the unrest surging within her heart.
