Chapter 1439 - The Last of the Three Chiefs

The endless humming within the space suddenly quietened down.

It felt as though the two ladies had separated themselves from everything else.

Celine almost shed tears just by looking at the lady standing before her despite their corporeal bodies having long lost the ability to cry. She yearned to step forward to hug her, but halfway through extending her tentacles forward, she saw her crude and unsightly tentacles and stopped.

But the other party took the initiative to step closer and took her tentacles into her hand without hesitation.

Just as it had been in the past, her intonation remained amiable.

The familiar voice and appearance made it no longer possible for Celine to control her emotions. She spread out all her tentacles and pulled Eleanor into an embrace.

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The recount took a long time before it was completed.

Celine fell silent for quite a while as she suppressed the emotions churning within her.

Upon thinking about the smooth process that she had gone through, Celine realized that it might be connected to Nassaupelle’s alterations on the Mother of Soul. Compared to the central carrier of the underground civilization, this ‘carrier’ was most probably even more compatible with their consciousnesses. After all, Mask had many brains and would have the same chaotic and myriad thoughts. If he had not adjusted those consciousnesses, he would be the first to be devoured instead.

It was also because of this reason that the network was more suited for Lady Eleanor. The instant their magic power interacted, she was instantly ‘drawn’ towards it.

Her continued existence with the network gone meant that the carrier inside Neverwinter was an empty shell once more. And presently, Eleanor was residing in the demons’ Mother of Soul.

The inability to move equaled to them being unable to send the information out of the lake, so no one would ever notice the change inside the obelisk. As long as the obelisk continued to produce Red Mist, the Mother of Soul would remain safe. Mask’s actions were undoubtedly hitting the blind spot of his own race.

Celine froze in shock.

She realized that she had forgotten an extremely important thing, the Deity of Gods’s ability to surpass its limit to ascend and fall quickly was from the overdraft of the God’s Stone mine. Adding her previous amplification of the obelisk to connect the ‘network’ to the Western Region, the exhaustion of the God’s Stone mine was almost to its last drop. This was an irreversible fact whether or not Mask’s Plan B succeeded or failed.

Celine did not know what to say.