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Aslan gritted his teeth as he held onto his broken arm. A sharp, bone-cracking sound echoed. Nevertheless, his broken arm still attempted to grasp her neck. His other hand once again seized his arm.

The clash between their magical powers and the deity's power intensified.

The ground around them split as invisible forces collided. The once-standing temple buildings, which had managed to hold their shape until now, couldn't withstand the onslaught this time. Thousands of years of history crumbled helplessly under the storm of power.

The tablet began to tremble. It seemed to be contemplating how to deal with being audacious enough to defy a deity. It soon emitted beams of golden light. The tendrils of the deity's power, which resembled long cords, wrapped around Evelina before his eyes.

She had promised to bear the offspring, not to promise to conceive. Hence, Aslan's wish had already been fulfilled, his wish that had come to an end. That left only one thing remaining.

Evelina gazed at the tendrils of light enveloping her with a smile.

This world was a world loved by a divine power sent by the gods, and she, more than anyone else, was a human loved by that power. Therefore, the things of this world could not kill her. Thus, Evelina pondered how I could bring about her own demise.

It was unnecessary to search for an answer, in truth. The answer lay in the masoo who had crossed over from another world. Not only the masoo but also the power of the ancient deity would assist in her death.

Evelina continued to gaze at the masoo, who was still resisting the power of the deity, with a serene expression. The masoo, who had destroyed all the temples on the continent and had now severed the connection to the sacred sanctuary, must have expended a great deal of his power. Therefore, he wouldn't be able to stop the power of the deity. All she had to do was wait a little longer, and everything would be over.

Evelina closed her eyes and awaited her impending death. The tendrils of light wrapped around her neck.

As Aslan observed the rays of light enveloping the maiden's body, he realized that the deity on the slab would kill her with its own power if it couldn't manipulate him.

Aslan reached out his hand to grasp the beams of light entwined around her. The tendrils of light that gently caressed the maiden's neck were exceedingly fierce and rugged to Aslan. Even with just a touch, Aslan's palm tore through the flesh as if it were a saw, and blood spurted.

However, he paid no attention and pulled the rays of light with both hands. In response, it writhed violently as if it were alive.

The desperation of its form was such that anyone would unknowingly let go. However, Aslan had no mercy. With each tearing of the rays of light, the slab trembled more violently.

After removing all the rays of light that enveloped the maiden's body, Aslan embraced her.

"Lina."

He called out her name, his companion.

"Where are you?"

Clearly, she resided within this body. However, that place was an area he could not reach. Fear gripped him, wondering if she had already vanished.

After meeting her, Aslan had come to know many emotions.

Every time he saw her radiant smile, her round eyes widened, and when she tearfully called my name with open arms. During the brief time she called him by his name, Aslan had learned far more emotions than countless hours spent living as a powerful demon. He gladly embraced those emotions.

But this fear was the one thing he did not want to know.

Had she already vanished from this world without anyone knowing her final moments? Just as Aslan was about to learn despair after fear, there was a hand grabbing onto his clothes.

"Aslan."

Tears welled up in eyes that were emotionless just moments ago.

"I, I... don't want to die..."

She clung to him desperately, her voice trembling. With fearful eyes, she held onto him while gazing at the slab. In the meantime, the slab produced new rays of light.

Aslan knew that what was etched on the slab couldn't be changed. So now, it would only be used by him to kill her. The opponent was a deity. If it couldn't kill her, it would even try to change the laws of the world.

Just as a sip of water becomes poison to a human, just as the air we breathe cuts off our breath.

Aslan looked at Lina. The irises that I knew so well trembled as they stared at him. Even in this situation, the demon within Aslan learned the emotion of love again as it gazed into those eyes. Aslan spoke to her.

"If you wish, I promised I would show you the sky at any time."

She wanted to survive and see the sky once more.

Aslan kissed her forehead. The promise to show her the sky was not a deal or a contract; it was a powerless promise without any demands. Yet, because it asked for nothing in return, it was the most precious promise to Aslan.

"As long as you desire, you can see the sky whenever you want."

Having said that, Aslan turned around. Then, he stretched out his arms and grabbed onto the slab.

[Creak]

The sound of the world distorting accompanied the gilding of the slab.

For the promise of showing her the sky, the demon decided to kill the deity.

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