The Stellaron was starting to slack off. Now, Belobog not only had Qlipoth's protection but also that white-haired girl keeping an eye on things.
No matter how it thought, it saw no chance of victory.
Slack off. Even if these people managed to get their hands on it, they could only seal it away, not completely destroy it.
The Stellaron thought this with a slacker's mindset.
It was very confident in its structure; even if Kiana was powerful, she couldn't possibly finish it off for good.
But what it didn't know was that Kiana was the God of Destruction. Although not her full, original self now, she was more than enough to destroy it.
--- The Dividing Line Where the Stellaron Sheds Tears ---
Descending from the Great Mine, the group soon saw the full view of the Lower District and the people living there.
However... "How... could this be...?"
Bronya looked at the harsh environment of the Lower District and the ordinary people struggling to survive, falling into deep self-doubt.
No, she began to waver in her trust of her mother, Cocolia... Compared to the Lower District, the lives of those in the Upper District were like heaven, a paradise... Clenching her fist the whole way, she glanced at the people around who occasionally looked her way.
Most of them wore tattered clothes, their faces dirty. Their gazes held curiosity, fear, and... ill intentions.
But from their gaunt appearances, it was clear that supplies in the Lower District were extremely scarce.
In such conditions, were the sacrifices made by the Lower District to slow the Rift's corrosion still meaningful?
Didn't Mother say the Lower District's Automatons would protect the people? Why was she seeing a completely different scene now?
Perhaps... she had been deceived by her mother from the very beginning. No, that's not right. What she was seeing was probably just a small part, not representative of the whole... Bronya gradually convinced herself internally; she shouldn't hold a suspicious attitude towards her mother.
She decided to see the Lower District properly with her own eyes... Since Bronya wasn't very good at hiding her emotions, Kiana noticed all the changes in her expression.
"Kiana, is she really going to be okay like this?"
March 7th whispered the question in Kiana's ear, her eyes glancing at Bronya with a worried look.
Stelle also looked over with a concerned gaze; it seemed she was worried about Bronya's mental state too.
"It's fine. Anyone named Bronya is no ordinary person. She'll figure things out on her own."
Kiana's words dispelled the two's doubts.
As long as nothing bad happens... After walking a bit further, the Silvermane Guard leading the way bowed slightly to Bronya and said:
"Lady Bronya, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to go any further from here."
"Understood. I'll proceed on my own from here. Thank you for guiding us."
"It's nothing, just doing my duty!"
The Silvermane Guard, praised by Bronya, spoke with a slightly excited tone.
Bronya gave a faint smile, then turned and walked deeper inside. Her hurried steps suggested she wanted to quickly see the state of the Lower District with her own eyes.
"Dan Heng, go help protect Bronya. I'm worried something unexpected might happen."
Kiana watched Bronya's hurried back and said slowly.
Dan Heng gave a slight nod, then started walking, following Bronya from not too far behind.
With Dan Heng protecting Bronya, Kiana could rest a little easier.
Otherwise, Bronya in this state might get threatened or hurt by people in the Lower District.
After all, Order in Belobog's Lower District was a complete mess.
If it weren't for Wildfire maintaining things these past few years, this place might have been overrun by its own people long ago, without the Stellaron even needing to act.
"Aren't we going to follow?"
Stelle scratched her head, puzzled.
Hearing this, Kiana responded calmly:
"No need. Let's just wander around. We probably won't get much information about the Stellaron by asking here anyway."
After all, only Svarog here knew anything about the Stellaron.
"Kiana, why didn't you say so earlier? Coming here was a waste of time..."
March 7th stared at Kiana somewhat resentfully and muttered.
She had reason to suspect Kiana already knew the Stellaron's hiding place.
"Don't make the Trailblaze journey so tense all the time. We should relax appropriately."
"Alright, you're amazing, you're always right..."
March 7th spread one hand open, half-squinting her eyes, her tone tinged with helplessness.
She just remembered that with Kiana along, this journey really wouldn't be too difficult.
Hadn't she seen Kiana not panicking the entire time, always looking as steady as an old dog?
"You're amazing, you're always right..."
Stelle imitated March 7th's manner, saying to Kiana in the same tone.
"Stop repeating me, seriously..."
"Stop repeating me, seriously..."
"Kiana, why are you copying me too!"
March 7th puffed out her cheeks and glared at Kiana.
"Kiana, why are you... hehe..."
Stelle, about to repeat again, was glared at by March 7th. She gave a silly grin and shut her mouth.
Stelle felt that if she kept repeating, what might greet her next would be March 7th's new ability... a scorching ruin ghost mercilessly chopping down on her head, plus Six Phases of Ice freezing her, giving her an extreme thrill of ice and fire.
"Don't be angry, Little March. Here's a little flower as cute as you!"
Kiana flipped her palm, and a pink crystal flower appeared in her hand, which she offered to March 7th.
Creating something from nothing, manifesting objects out of thin air—this was Kiana, omniscient and omnipotent within the domain created by the Angel.
A single thought could accomplish anything she desired.
But Kiana felt it still wasn't as easy to use as her Herrscher of Finality authority or her authority as Lord of the Tree and Sea.
This kabbalah tree of life wasn't exactly weak, but using it was a bit troublesome.
If possible, Kiana would much rather transform and go up to pummel the enemy with a series of ORA ORA ORA.
"Since you're being so sincere, I'll reluctantly forgive you!"
March 7th's eyes sparkled as she took the crystal flower, holding it in front of her happily.
Then, March 7th took out her camera, holding the crystal flower in one hand and taking pictures with the other.
Stelle looked at the crystal flower, then turned her gaze to Kiana, pointing at herself:
"What about mine..."
"Alright, alright, you get one too..."
Kiana gave Stelle a slightly doting look, then conjured another crystal flower, identical to March 7th's, and gave it to Stelle.
Although the flower was created within the domain, as long as spiritual energy was continuously supplied, the crystal flower would continue to exist even after leaving this domain constructed by the Angel.
After Stelle took the crystal flower, Kiana slightly closed her eyes and projected her vision to the space above the planet.
"The Divergent Creation have stopped?"
Weren't these Divergent Creation quite disciplined and goal-oriented before? Why were they all wandering in place now?
Had the Stellaron been driven into depression by her and started slacking off completely?
That won't do. Stelle hasn't obtained the power of Preservation yet; your script isn't over, Stellaron-chan.
Then Kiana sent a mental message to the Stellaron:
"Stellaron, if you can defeat the Astral Express Crew, I'll set you free."
"You're not lying to me?"
"Of course~"
Of course, if you can defeat the Astral Express Crew, I'll set you free. It's just that this young miss is also a member of the Astral Express Crew~
"Good. I hope you won't go back on your word then."
The Stellaron became full of drive again, beginning to gather its power, setting the Divergent Creation back on the March.
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