A gold war chariot drove along the clear sky above the coast.
The golden ripples in the sky glittered like a golden ocean, brighter than the boundless seas that reflected off it below.
The golden sky was laced with the radiance of victory. It was as though the golden expanse of the sky was crying out with the triumph of war.
Two golden metal warhorses trotted with their heads held high, giving the golden war chariot a devastatingly regal aura of power.
A girl with golden tresses, a ramrod straight posture, and golden eyes perched atop the chariot with a blank expression.
She left austerity and astringence in her wake.
Suddenly, several water vortexes erupted from the ocean and shot up toward the chariot.
Although the ocean was obviously blue, the gigantic water vortexes were black.
The inky black water vortexes engulfed the sky and threatened to destroy the golden field that was the sky.
A shallow glow glimmered in the manes of the warhorses pulling the chariot.
The shallow glow formed a barrier, preventing the obsidian water vortexes from breaching it.
When they were unable to break through the golden barrier, the black water vortexes immediately turned into chains.
The chains confined both the war chariot and the emotionless girl in an instant.
The golden-eyed girl’s lips curled into a playful smile that carried hints of contempt.
Pity was visible in those golden orbs of hers.
“Thou has been laying in wait for some time.”
When the last word fell from the golden-eyed girl’s lips, massive black tentacles floated out of the water.
The inky black tentacles gleamed with a shadowy glow, and they looked extremely smooth.
The black tentacles soon blanketed the azure surface of the ocean.
A withered elderly man stood on one of the black tentacles with a short-haired young woman by his side.
The old man was positioned a step behind the short-haired woman, and he looked at her with respect and affection.
The short-haired woman’s eyes were fixed on the golden girl. Her originally black pupils suddenly surged with bloodthirst and turned dark red.
From the short-haired woman’s gaze, one could tell that she bitterly resented the golden girl on the war chariot.
The elderly man lifted his head and looked at the golden girl in the sky.
The elderly man hissed. “Seventh Page War, you have to pay for your deeds in the Dark Continent.”
The golden girl’s voice dripped with pity and derision as she replied, “You want me to pay? Just because of the Nether Sea Jellyfish underneath your feet?”
The coast started to undulate.
A gargantuan black jellyfish adorned with purple light emerged from the water.
The hood on top of it seemed to swallow up the entire shore.
The Nether Sea Jellyfish compressed the water near the shore into a black droplet and launched it at the airborne golden war chariot.
As the black water droplet approached, Seventh Page War raised her hand relaxedly.
The golden war chariot was enveloped in a blinding light that was as bright as the sun.
The brilliant light dissolved the darkened surroundings created by the Nether Sea Jellyfish.
The two warhorses neighed and burst the water droplet, which rained down from the sky like a golden shower.
The golden precipitation descended upon the Nether Sea Jellyfish’s tentacles.
Each drop burned a small hole into the surface of the tentacles.
The holes grew and eventually disfigured the Nether Sea Jellyfish’s appearance.
The elderly man circulated his spiritual power and instructed the Nether Sea Jellyfish to continue maintaining the darkened surroundings as a means of countering.
Seventh Page War’s brow furrowed.
Her original expression of indifference was replaced with surprise and conflict.
Shortly after, as though she had just received bad news, her expression turned melancholy.
Seventh Page War’s countenance was severely grim. But, it also seemed like she no longer needed to attend to an urgent matter as she did not hastily start to haul attacks.
The short-haired woman’s originally hate-filled red eyes turned pink.
A pink demonic flower appeared in her hand.
The moment the pink flower materialized, the short-haired woman’s demeanor changed.
Her determination turned into a strange charm.
It was as though a breathtaking beauty had appeared amidst the dark shores and effulgent sky.
Her beauty could make anyone fall madly in love with her.
The short-haired woman leaped into the air and appeared beside Seventh Page War in an instant.
She held the demonic pink flower up to Seventh Page War and asked, “Am I pretty, Seventh-chan?”
A silver of scorn and bemusement flashed across Seventh Page War’s gaze, but not a trace of it remained a moment later.
Seventh Page War suddenly started acting like a young girl in the throes of love. It mumbled bashfully, “Yes.”
The short-haired woman’s pink eyes intensified in hue, but her tone was flirtatious. “Do you love me, Seventh-chan?”
Seventh Page War’s bashfulness turned up a notch.
“Yes.”
The short-haired woman asked in a gentle and alluring voice, “Loving someone means giving all of you to them. If you love me, will you die for me?”
Seventh Page War’s hypnotized and bashful face morphed into sorrow.
However, she did not hesitate to raise her arm as though she was ready to strike and end her life at any time.
A look of relief appeared on the short-haired woman’s face.
Instead of the joy of revenge, there was only grief and nostalgia.
Just when the short-haired woman thought Seventh Page War was about to take her own life before her, a pair of strong hands appeared in front of the short-haired woman. The hands crushed the demonic pink flower the short-haired woman held.
With one forceful squeeze, Seventh Page War reduced the demonic pink flower petals and stamen into powder.