"Ah, indeed you've lurked long enough; your ability to seize the opportunity is quite admirable. This time, the story indeed belongs to your victory. Honestly, to see Helair exit like this and then watch you establish an Earthly Divine Kingdom is quite interesting..."
In the darkness, behind that headless figure, countless indistinguishable, diverse arms slowly stretched out, seeming to originate from vastly different living creatures or even existences.
Simultaneously, within the darkness, indistinguishable songs resonated accompanied by the dance of shadows.
Those indescribable horrifying arms seemed to drag celestial bodies cloaked in darkness, sparkling with morning light from distant stars, but finally, the hand lifting the stars suddenly transformed into the head of the angel with closed eyes, carefully, and slowly placed atop that headless body.
After a momentary pause, the crown gifted by Fisher was placed upon the head stained with the golden Divine Blood of angels.
