Chapter 314 Part4 (1/1)

Chapter 314 ”White River's Blade (p4)

The winds frozen over, and thein this world has coht was no exception!

Meanwhile, Igor the Pope continues to chant his verse like he's free of all restraints: ”The Goddess said, she will give light, and so shall there be light”

As if acting upon that su sunlight suddenly descends fro's entire existence as still frozen over in the air

Iht pillar splits into two parts: black and white This left no other color within the space that White River occupied

”Goddess said, there should be synify the difference between day and night As a result, 'time' was henceforth born into this world fro to White River then after that proclah a series of defor repeatedly ripped fro of the two contrasting colors This caused imainst his ith no sensible pattern to it

”Goddess said, the world is too bland and monotonous, hence life was born froainst my will, I will take it back!”

That's the last verse and the signal for the final fiesta of this orchestra

Firstly, the light and darkness had stopped warping and twisting together, slowly returning to their initial separate for back to the heavens in which it cah White River could finally coe experience, there were so else that had stayed behind within him more had stayed behind

So as it?

The ansas a ”law”

Slowly but surely, bits and pieces of his life energy began to drain away by this unfathomable law!

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Struggling to stare up at the perpetrator, he roars out in agonizing pain: ”YOU! This is not your power! This strength!!! This… it's… this power, it's not of this world at all!!!”

In light of the foe being down on one knee already, the Pope soe in tide His whole body trembled with every movement and his old face now looked shot like his soul was slowly consu arolden rod in his possession…

The astonish either of course Du Wei as as shuddering over the unbelievable exchange No… the correct description should be he couldn't shudder anymore because his heart had lost its beat froht, this is no longer so of this world The Pope could never create such force! That eternal law, a power that's surpassed even White River's ability to shatter the constraints in this world This was not so athis guess, there's good plausible reason for this conjecture Back in the Frozen Forest, White-Robed Gandalf have already mentioned it to him that there are supreme powers beyond mortal comprehension

Its naendary power, the Grand Prophecy Spell capable of dictating the past, present and future? If that's the case, this is no longer a spell or power of law, it's the power of creation! Gasping at the horrific revelation, Creation… The power to create, the power to create a world, create a neorld! The Pope is creating a liht now!!!

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