WORRIES OF THE MOON

ALL I HOPE IS THAT THE LITTLE GIRL DOESN'T DO SOMETHING OUTRAGEOUS. SHE HAD BEEN RASH AND EXTREMELY IMPULSIVE IN HER BEHAVIOR, NEVER CARING FOR ANYTHING OR ANYONE. SHE IS FEARLESS AND EXTREMELY BLOOD THIRSTY. SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD CONTROL AND STOP HER, NOW THAT SHE IS GONE, SHE IS EXTREMELY FREE TO DO ANYTHING. I MUST HURRY BEFORE SHE KILLS, AGAIN.

These were the thoughts of a woman in white robes, embroidered in gold and black, flying over towards an intermediate realm in outer space. She was in a hurry. Her younger sister wasn't someone she could defeat or control, she only listens to their elder sister who is now gone. If she didn't hurry, she might cause some havoc in some remote corner of the multiverse.

Ever since her little sister was freed from the Hell prison that guards the most dangerous and notorious criminals in the entire multiverse, she had spent sleepless nights pondering over her next actions, Just like she expected, the little girl went and murdered Hephaestus. If she wasn't stopped, it would lead to an apocalypse.

That girl was no different from a natural disaster. Impossible to escape once set in motion. The woman's throat dried at the thought and she shuddered. The little girl was her, the great Chandra's, everlasting phobia.

Just as she expected, the girl did an outrageous act. She went all the way into an intermediate realm, threatened the realm king into submission, found the information on a tournament in a lower realm and rushed over there.

" Where is she ? " the woman clutched the realm king's throat and roared. She appeared no different from her younger sister. " S... She went to the Mithril lower realm, some uninhabited island. " The woman threw him down like a rag and rushed off towards the lower realm.

The woman didn't realize that she was already late and a battle had already started. It was against the heavens for a transcender to enter the lower realms. Their powers would be reduced in proportion to their fighting strength. Stronger the transcender, stronger the oppression.

Even with the shackles of death restraining her, ( Each link of the chains of the Shackles of death weighs a hundred tonnes, they completely suppress all kinds of energy, the more one resists, the stronger it constricts them. They are used to restrain the extremely powerful heavenly immortals ) she could easily strangle an ordinary transcender to death. She was the first person in the history of the multiverse to ever shatter the Shackles of death with pure physical prowess.

An ordinary mortal from a lower realm can only dream to survive after encountering her. She is the ultimate destructive force. The woman could only pray that the girl wouldn't destroy the realm she is in.