On the bridge, the sea of golden light that seemed to purify the entire universe was slowly receding.
Like a gentle sun, it withdrew its final rays into that small yet immensely majestic figure.
Leticia's body still retained the weakness of overdrawing her divine power, but the exhaustion that had been enough to make her unsteady was largely dispelled under the shroud of Terrania's sacred radiance.
She looked at the little girl before her who had shielded her with her back, and within her black eyes, deep as the night sky, waves of emotion surged.
"So... this is the true form of 'genesis'..."
"It is not my unilateral bestowal and protection..."
"But... together."
An unprecedented thought, crazy enough to overturn the existing laws of the entire universe, took shape in Leticia's mind like a bolt of creation lightning tearing through the night.
She reached out and gently placed her hand on Terrania's slightly trembling shoulders.
"Nia."
Leticia's voice no longer traveled through the air, but transformed into the gentlest, clearest soul link, passing directly into the depths of Terrania's consciousness.
"Give me your hand."
Her voice carried an unquestionable trust and power.
"Trust me."
"We can create a true... miracle together."
There was no hesitation on Terrania's small, slightly pale face from releasing such vast divine power.
She did not even look back.
It was as if she had been waiting for these words in the depths of her soul for eons.
She turned around and tilted her head up, her pure eyes, bright as flowing gold, reflecting Leticia's beautiful face, which held a gentle smile.
Then, she firmly placed her slightly cold little hand into Leticia's warm and broad palm.
One large, one small, two hands.
In this moment, they were tightly clasped together.
Boom!!!
It was not an explosion on a physical level, but a perfect fusion of two supreme divinities in the dimension of the soul!
Inside Leticia, the pink-purple nebula representing [Divine Charm] and the emerald-green river of life representing [Vitality] took the initiative, as if welcoming a monarch, to surround the pure, extreme golden warm current flowing from Terrania's palm, which felt like the source of all things.
The three forces formed a constantly rotating, constantly sublimating, dazzling divine vortex in the palm of their clasped hands.
Meanwhile.
On the battlefield of genesis.
Although the offensive of the low-level demons was significantly curbed under Terrania's divine pressure, war was cruel after all.
On the defensive line of the Mortal Legion commanded by Valeria, there had already been hundreds of casualties among the girls.
Their young bodies were torn apart by the demons' sharp claws and scorched by the fires of hell.
They lay on the cold deck, their fires of life rapidly extinguishing, their souls beginning to dissipate.
This was death in the true sense, something that even the authority of [Vitality] could not reverse.
The surviving comrades, while roaring to avenge them, watched helplessly as the souls of their Sisters approached their end, the grief and powerlessness nearly swallowing their sanity.
Just then.
A sacred voice, neither male nor female, seemingly issued jointly by Leticia and Terrania, resounded in the depths of every warrior of the Sisterhood's soul.
"With our will as the core!"
"Link the faith of all the children!"
This command was like an edict of creation.
On the battlefield.
Every warrior fighting in the bloody battle shuddered.
Whether it was the elegant and deadly Daughters of the Emperor under Fogremia's command.
Or the berserk and resilient World Eaters Sisters beside Angronia.
Or the fearless Mortal Legion on the front lines of Valeria.
In the depths of their souls, the chains of faith connected to the Goddess erupted with unprecedented light at this moment!
Even...
Those who had already fallen, whose souls were about to dissipate, responded to this supreme call with their lingering attachment and prayers to the Goddess!
The next instant.
On the battlefield, the most incredible scene of their lives appeared.
Streams of pure, tangible light of faith rose from every warrior.
For the living, it was a burning white-gold.
For the dead, it was a silver-white tinged with a hint of sorrow.
Thousands of streams of light, like a brilliant galaxy flowing upstream, ignored the obstacles of space, pierced through layers of decks, and finally converged into the palm of the two tightly clasped hands on the bridge!
An unprecedented energy singularity, vast enough to distort the laws of reality, formed with a boom in the palms of Leticia and Terrania!
Feeling the majestic power capable of creating a brand-new world, Leticia looked at Terrania's face in her arms, which appeared incomparably solemn and holy from bearing such immense faith; the smile at the corner of her mouth was gentle yet filled with divine majesty.
She slowly raised their clasped hands.
As if raising a brand-new sun.
"In the name of protection—"
Her voice, amplified billions of times through that energy singularity, turned into a divine word of judgment that resounded across the entire battlefield.
"I declare!"
"Death ends here!"
The moment the words fell.
That "sun" exploded with a boom!
There was no destructive shockwave.
Only a gentle golden rain, covering the entire warship and mixed with emerald-green [Vitality] and pink-purple [Divine Charm], fell from the sky!
Every drop of light rain carried the will of creation.
As if they possessed life, they precisely bypassed all enemies, bypassed all surviving warriors, and gently fell upon the broken remains of every fallen warrior.
Sizzle... Sizzle...
Under the gaze of countless demons filled with shock and fear.
Amidst the eyes of all the Sisterhood warriors mixed with sorrow and disbelief.
Those torn, charred, and incomplete corpses, the moment they touched the light rain, were rapidly decomposed into the most primitive, pure points of life, as if time were being reversed.
Immediately after.
Those light points, under the guidance and nourishment of the light rain, began to re-condense and reshape in a way that defied all physical laws!
Broken bones were reshaped to be even tougher.
Shattered internal organs were repaired to perfection.
Hideous wounds were smoothed over to become as clean as new.
In just a few seconds.
Hundreds of broken corpses had already re-condensed into perfect, unscathed young bodies that were even more full of Vitality than before they died!
"I... am I still alive?"
A mortal girl whose chest had been pierced by sharp claws opened her eyes in confusion.
She looked down at her intact chest, feeling the warm power inside her that was several times stronger than before, and she was completely stunned.
The next second.
Ecstasy and fanaticism overwhelmed her.
"It's the Goddess! It's the Goddess's miracle!!"
She leaped up from the ground, raised her Bolter high, and with all her might, let out the loudest, most pious cheer of her life.
"Goddess!!"
"Goddess!!!"
Her cheer was like lighting the fuse of a powder keg.
One by one, the resurrected warriors returned from the realm of death.
Feeling this gift of rebirth, feeling the surging power within, all their reason was replaced by that fanatical faith originating from the deepest part of their souls.
"For the Goddess—!!!"
"We are willing to offer our eternal lives to the Goddess!!!"
The mountain-shaking, sea-roaring cheers resounded throughout the entire genesis.
That power of faith was purer and more violent than at any time before!
This immortal miracle completely banished fear from their hearts.
Replacing it was absolute, unquenchable fanaticism!
In contrast.
It was the deathly silence of the demon legion.
Those disordered creations born of chaos and slaughter stared blankly at the scene before them.
They could understand slaughter, they could understand destruction, they could understand pain.
But they could not understand... the miracle of "creation" before their eyes that overturned the most basic laws of the universe and was filled with order and Hope!
Fear.
A kind of unprecedented fear, originating from the conceptual level and stemming from the instinct of the soul, swept through the soul of every demon like the most biting cold current.
Even The Bloodthirsty Fiend, who was entangled with Fogremia and Angronia, had its massive brass body paralyzed for a fatal second due to this divine shock from a higher dimension.
Its eyes, burning with hellfire, stared fixedly in the direction of the bridge.
Its soul was trembling and roaring frantically.
"What... is this..."
"This is not Nurgle's cycle of Decay... not Chaos God Tzeentch's tricks of fate... and certainly not Slaanesh's false bliss..."
"This is a kind of... brand-new... one that transcends everything..."
"Creation..."
For the first time, it felt an inner wavering regarding its own gods and the greatness of Chaos.
It realized that if it didn't leave now...
Its projection, which had finally managed to descend here, would likely be left here forever.
Not killed.
But purified, decomposed, and used as nourishment...
Becoming the first insignificant sacrifice on the path of this new god's rise!
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