Chapter 258

She didn't deserve to forget.

She didn't deserve forgiveness.

The next time she came around, she would welcome death with open arms.

"...don't...forget..."

Veau finished the sealing process, a drop of sweat rolling down his face. He stumbled, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Zeau hurried over, supporting his brother with his shoulder.

"I need to find that old geezer, Valoel." Veau sighed out, wiping the blood from his lips.

Zeau turned to look at Xue collapsing on the ground, his anguished cries dying down. The lifeforce within him had dwindled down almost completely, and now, he was nothing more than a mortal.

At the same time, he wasn't.

The mortals from the mortal realm witnessed shooting stars descending down rapidly at the same time in different locations, coming together to pray. However, no one knew that it was the damaged soul of a once benevolent god.