"Looks like I came just in time!"
The black water churned, revealing Dagun's figure with a smirk, "However, Enchanting Demon Queen, should I say you're unwilling to be lonely or just ambitious? My master clearly ordered you not to engage in the Abyss's struggle, yet here you are attacking the Mad King!"
Celeste swept her cold gaze over the churning black water and sneered, "He came to me; it's none of my concern."
She continued, "Only you? Then in my God Kingdom, you might not be a match for me."
A steel statue rose from the black water.
The statue was crafted to depict a woman with her hands clasped in front, her eyes covered, and her head bowed, filled with pain and helplessness. The cold, heavy metal surface was rusted, covered in ominous dark red stains.
A faint sobbing emanated from beneath the statue. Disjointed, steeped in bone-deep despair and everlasting agony, it sounded less like a plea for mercy and more like... a curse.
It was the Bound Virgin!
