Chapter 639
**Crash—**
The waves crashed violently against the cliffs, and lightning split the dark clouds above the sea, illuminating Shaer’s cheeks.
Before she could change the past, did Eloise also receive the necklace at sea?
If so, it would prove that the scattered remnants of "uniqueness" and that alchemical life form must be connected to Sadana and Hecate.
Sadana had vanished from the other realm... There was a possibility...
Initially, Sadana had become an "Ascendant," which was why she appeared in that realm.
Hecate, flesh alchemy, mental power, Sadana, Ascendants, information...
Countless possibilities raced through Shaer’s mind, and recalling the information she had just received from Eloise, a somewhat eerie thought emerged...
In the old days, the issues they wanted to resolve, aside from the cataclysm and leaving information, included addressing Sadana's potentially collapsing psyche.
And Sadana's mind was indeed crumbling in that realm... She could not withstand the mental torment of endless darkness.
The simplest solution was not to become an Ascendant.
If she didn’t become an Ascendant, she wouldn’t be trapped in that realm.
But not becoming an Ascendant and failing to complete the transformation of life would mean she couldn’t survive for so long as a human.
Yet...
Hecate had already verified through Shaer’s words that not all life forms were incapable of enduring such long years.
The "Touch of Fate's Betrayal" had survived, weathered the cataclysm, and continued to exist into Shaer’s era.
Thus, there was a way for Sadana to maintain her mental state, to evade the cleansing of the cataclysm, and to carry information...
Flesh alchemy.
As long as Sadana accepted the transformation of flesh alchemy and embedded that shard of the "Cocoon of Light" into her body...
The ghost ship Eloise encountered years ago, that vessel calling to her with its flesh remnants, that bizarre and terrifying existence embedded with "uniqueness"—
It was highly likely.
It was Sadana.
“Hu...”
Shaer let out a soft breath.
To completely twist her body into a monstrous existence... forever losing the chance to ascend, unable to become a god, unable to remain human...
Would Sadana be willing to go to such lengths to leave behind information, to correct mistakes, to save the tower, to resolve the cataclysm...?
Perhaps... just to hurt Remedais, the future self that would collapse?
Shaer slowly raised her gaze, looking out at the dark sea washing over Blis Port beneath the gloomy rain.
Thirty years ago, Eloise had set sail from Blis Port, only to be swept into that strange storm shortly after.
And when she returned from that bizarre sea, the ship was still in Blis Port... it hadn’t even drifted far.
That strange sea might be lurking not far from Blis Port...
And the necklace in her hand...
Let’s try using my own blood; in the simulation, my blood couldn’t even invoke spiritual summoning.
If I use my own blood, the outcome might be different.
Facing the deep sea before her, Shaer slowly raised the necklace, using its tip to pierce her palm, allowing her blood to mix with the rain and merge into the scarlet gem.
In an instant, the storm over the entire sea ceased.
Everyone paused, staring at this bizarre scene, many turning their gazes toward the ocean.
“Lord Shaer...” Tara softly spoke from behind, instinctively wanting to shield Shaer.
A mist floated over the black sea, and beyond the white fog, a massive shadow, so large that it dwarfed all ships, slowly drifted toward the port.
The Abyssal Witch...
Feeling the buzzing in her mind and the familiar spirit language, Shaer gazed at the indescribable horror in the distance, a faint smile gracing her lips.
“Thank you for your hard work...”
Shaer spoke softly.
“Tap tap.”
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**Chapter 327: The Descent of Remedais**
During the year and more spent in the old days, Shaer had never truly let go of her grievances against Sadana, but the scene before her shattered all her previous animosities.
“Ugh!”
A heavy roar split the sky, a sticky sound that sent shivers of fear through the air, like the amplified bubbling of boiling magma or the noxious gas rising from a swamp.
In the distance, within that massive black shadow, two crimson halos trembled like blood-red moons hanging in the air.
A wailing roar echoed from the direction of the beast, and even those who didn’t understand its meaning could feel the despair and pain conveyed through the sound.
“Shaer... my lord...”
The immense mental pressure nearly toppled Tara; her body swayed as she instinctively murmured prayers. Just as she was about to collapse, a hand reached out to her.
Almost losing consciousness, Tara grasped that hand as if it were a lifeline, her eyes tightly shut as she fought against the mental tremors.
This mental anguish was not something only Tara could feel.
Sadana’s emergence was even more terrifying than the descent of the Abyssal Worm; the ordinary people of the entire port, even the whole city of Blis, fell into a state of mental disarray.
They instinctively looked toward the sea, but to ordinary eyes, Sadana’s colossal and terrifying form was hidden behind a massive shadow cloaked in mist.
As long as Sadana continued her lament, it was only a matter of time before the people of Blis went mad.
Shaer watched the terrifying shadow in the distance, her previously calm face now showing a hint of empathetic sorrow.
Having slept in endless darkness multiple times, Shaer understood all too well what that feeling was like... otherwise, she wouldn’t have nearly lost control of her emotions upon her first return to the old days.
Shaer had the support of the system and the ability to "Think Calmly," which allowed her to endure.
Without those two, Shaer couldn’t fathom how Sadana managed to hold on...
However, Sadana’s current state was quite concerning.
After Shaer awakened her, her clarity lasted only a fleeting moment before being overwhelmed by the accumulated negative emotions, faith power, and memories from the old days.
If something wasn’t done soon, it would only be a matter of time before she was swept away...
Gradually, the massive wailing ceased, and the giant eye, resembling a blood-red moon, slowly closed.
Now somewhat aware, Sadana seemed to realize the destruction her presence and cries had brought to this coastal city. She curled her massive form, trembling slightly in place.
Even that slight tremor caused a tremendous tsunami to crash upon the port, sweeping countless people into the waves, while massive ships were overturned and torn apart, as if the "Sea God" was unleashing its wrath.
Yet, only Shaer understood that this was not an outpouring of rage, but rather a suppression... it remained uncertain whether it would ultimately succeed in regaining sanity or transform into something even more terrifying and incomprehensible.
Shaer had to do something.
At that moment, Tara seemed to regain a bit of her senses; she gradually stopped trembling, almost exhausted, and slowly opened her eyes to gaze at the terrifying shadow in the distance.
What exactly... was that...
It felt familiar, like the Mother Goddess, yet devoid of her warmth, filled instead with fury and chaos, as if it were the other extreme of the Mother Goddess...
Sensing that Tara was nearly back to herself, Shaer looked down at her and said, “Tara.”
“Yes... Lord Shaer.” Tara instinctively looked up, meeting those dark red eyes, and only then did she realize what she was holding onto.
She was so frightened that she nearly screamed, and this unintentional breach of etiquette filled her with shame and guilt. She shook her head, about to kneel and apologize, but the red-haired girl before her pressed down on her shoulder, steadying her.
“Can you still move?” Shaer asked Tara, looking at her.
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