Last Ray Of Hope [Pt 1]

The Nether stood above all who watched him in his completely new form.

He was about five meters tall—now bulkier than before and brimming with more power than they could possibly fathom.

"That Martial Blade God… he really made me work, didn't he?" He muttered, resting his gaze on the next set of heroes who dared to defy this new—better—version of him.

"MASTEEEERRRRR!!!" Ciel squealed in excitement as she rushed over to his side.

Her widened eyes and open-mouthed smile clearly depicted how excited she was, and she jumped on him despite the immense amount of Nether that seared her body as a result.

"Haaa… your warmth feels amazing!" She leaned into him even more.

The Nether patted Ciel and then removed her from his embrace.

As expected, her contact with him caused her own body to suffer damage. Her clear skin was now afflicted with dark scars, and a sizzling sound came from her burning flesh.

"Avoid contact with me for now, Ciel."

"E-ehhhh? But, master—"