"Ha ha... hahaha...!"
In a space filled with strange magic power, Dionysus's laughter rang out.
"This is truly an unprecedented masterpiece! Worthy of a fallen celestial spirit! This beauty that once saved the lower realm has now become a terror threatening the entire world! This existence itself... can truly be called chaotic!"
Dionysus seemed to be cheering, as if offering his blessings, loudly evaluating the celestial spirit born before him.
Unfortunately, Reiger paid him no attention, merely gazing coldly at the celestial spirit before him, lost in thought.
On the contrary, the celestial spirit—Aleye—after hearing Dionysus's laughter, slowly turned her gaze towards him.
The next second...
"Splurt!"
A vine-like tentacle suddenly shot out from the ground, like a sharp spear, piercing Dionysus's chest.
"————"
The air instantly froze.
"What?"
Reiger was stunned.
"...Huh?"
