The moment Jormungandr arrived, it meant the “farce” was about to end. Some might ask, if she could intervene from the beginning, why did she wait, watching Victoria be defeated and forced to sacrifice herself, letting the evil god take over her body? Why did she watch the angel Seraph fall?

Good question. But the reverse was also true: why wouldn’t she watch? What a good show! She watched with relish, even summoning a bucket of popcorn from a movie theater miles away to enjoy while watching. Indeed, whether it was Victoria, Seraph, or even True Ancestor Ron himself, they were all just actors in Jormungandr’s eyes. Their life or death had nothing to do with her. As long as Adele was fine. But if Ron insisted on harming Adele, he would face the wrath of the Hell Queen.

It was important to know one’s place. But clearly, some people didn’t.

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At the top of the Ferris wheel, the city lights were no longer visible, only the continuous curtain of rain. The tornado swept up and destroyed everything, the True Ancestor hovering in the sky like a god. Perhaps...this is my end as a transmigrator. As Seraph fell, and “Victoria” was dying, it seemed no one could save her anymore. It was unclear whether it was fortunate or unfortunate that in her final moments, Adele was with the girls she loved. This time, she didn’t close her eyes in fear, but faced True Ancestor Ron’s immense power, facing her own demise.

Adele, holding Dorothy’s hand in one hand and Xiao Ai’s in the other, smiled, not without regret, but with a sense of relief. The slideshow of her life began to play, from the moment she transmigrated to this world, facing the crisis brought by Celeste and Hermione... Unexpectedly, even these unpleasant memories had become something to cherish now.

The slideshow continued, but before Adele could see the next scene, it was interrupted. Because a somewhat familiar figure appeared in her sight – the silver-haired Hell Queen, Jormungandr. Of course, Adele didn’t know her identity. She just saw her sudden appearance, like Teacher Victoria at first. Before this, Adele really believed that she was a fashion designer, and her strange clothes were just a cosplay hobby. But now, the girl couldn’t help but realize that this woman...was someone important!

Then, Jormungandr turned around and gave Adele a gentle and nostalgic look. The next moment, all of True Ancestor Ron’s attacks vanished before her eyes, swallowed by the most powerful spatial law.

True Ancestor Ron’s scarlet eyes trembled violently. He had always been calm, whether facing Victoria, Iä!, or Seraph, or even when forced to fuse with the demigod’s bone. He calmly moved towards his final goal because he had sacrificed everything, so he thought he deserved what he wanted. But the result greatly disappointed him. It reminded him of his last failed ascension. Just like now, those hateful people appeared one after another, fighting desperately, fearing no death. Why!? Why...why!? Why are you stopping me? And what was even more terrifying was that they actually succeeded in stopping him!

It took Ron a long time to recover from the shadow of that failure, but his body couldn’t withstand another failure. But fate was cruel. It was like a repeat of that scene. People kept stopping him, defeating one wasn’t enough, there would always be another. And in the end, the one who went from full of confidence to despair was only himself. Even Ron, with his mentality honed over a long lifespan, couldn’t help but break down at this moment. Is this...my doom? Then what about Adele’s smooth-sailing life...? Was she the legendary chosen one?

Ron didn’t understand the principle that a just cause enjoys abundant support, while an unjust cause finds little. Undeniably, Adele’s luck was indeed very good. She became Victoria’s student, unknowingly receiving Victoria’s care and protection, her desire to make up for the regrets of the ancient times and protect her students. It wasn’t that Adele was a replacement. All of Victoria’s love was buried in that era. She also needed a reason to live, not just as the last person who remembered them, but also to find something to rely on. And Adele, luckily, became one of Victoria’s anchors. In her, Victoria seemed to see her past self. And because of this, she desperately didn’t want the tragedy that happened to her past self to repeat itself with Adele. So she went to such lengths, even sacrificing everything to the evil god Iä!.

As for Seraph, there was no need to mention her. She took a liking to Adele almost at first sight and then turned her into a witch. Initially, Seraph’s feelings for her were just experimental, but as they became intimate, the angel girl felt lost, starting down the same “wrong path” as her former companions – the path of “falling.” Falling didn’t mean that Seraph betrayed her “Lord,” but that she had developed her own independent emotions, had someone she liked and wanted to protect. If this was something the “Lord” wouldn’t allow, or if Adele was the “Lord’s” enemy, Seraph didn’t know what to do when caught between the two.

But her former angelic companions had already given their answers. The archangels, led by Lucifer, sided with the first Witch of Lust. They defied the “Lord” for her. The final result was the destruction of Sodom, the so-called “ideal nation” built by the Witch. Many angel sisters died in that battle, at the hands of their former companions. Lucifer survived, and some fallen angels also survived. But they were just barely surviving, escaping to hell and receiving the protection of the Hell Queen Jormungandr.

Besides this, Adele’s so-called luck was also the result of her sincere efforts. Of course, she might also be the legendary chosen one. First Snow, the Cat-Bird, clung to her. Many girls who could influence the future of the world were related to her. Moreover, Adele clearly knew her identity as a transmigrator and the role she played, the protagonist of the original story. But even knowing this, Adele couldn’t be sure.

Just like before, she really thought she was going to die here today, already prepared to go to the underworld with her loved ones. Unexpectedly, besides Teacher Victoria and Seraph, another familiar yet strange woman intervened. And her intervention played a crucial role, turning the tables.

True Ancestor Ron roared in anger and unwillingness, making a final, desperate struggle. He used all his power, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his body turning into pure elemental powder, a suicidal move, making a final defiance against fate. But clearly, he couldn’t escape his doomed fate. And the law of “The one on the left always loses in a beam struggle” was also broken in the face of absolute power.

Jormungandr raised her hand and effortlessly blocked True Ancestor Ron’s final attack, which contained all his power, all the elements, even part of the spatial law he comprehended. It was an attack that could almost annihilate everything. Even the space itself began to crack like a spiderweb under the impact of this power.

But even such a powerful force vanished like a mud cow entering the sea when it entered the area before the Hell Queen, leaving only ripples in the void. Then, a dark vortex appeared behind True Ancestor Ron, distorting space, carrying an inescapable gravitational force, and began to suck him in.

It was an irreversible process, slow and cruel, like watching your own death approaching, unable to struggle or escape with all your might, leaving only despair and a chilling feeling in the hearts of those watching. Jormungandr’s appearance was breathtakingly beautiful, but in the eyes of everyone present, it was now stained with blood, looking both alluring and eerie.

Hell, in legends, was the destination of the dead. And Jormungandr, the Hell Queen, was the goddess who held the power of death, the legendary...Goddess of Death. Before her, even True Ancestor Ron, one of the most powerful beings in this world, couldn’t resist, only becoming nourishment for death.

True Ancestor Ron died. Even after fusing with a bone of the demigod Black Emperor, he still died, completely devoured by the black vortex summoned by Jormungandr. Then, the black vortex slowly disappeared before everyone’s eyes, leaving behind only a five-colored sphere of light, a mixture of all elements, emitting the purest power. The sphere of light responded to Jormungandr’s call and flew towards her hand.

Yashi, the Bureau Director, who had just rescued all the passengers on the Ferris wheel except for those in Adele’s cabin, looked at it with longing and envy. Clearly, she knew what it was. Just like the remains of a demigod left in the human world could temporarily grant ascension power, the pure energy left behind by a True Ancestor after death must also have amazing uses. But unfortunately, it had been obtained by a legendary...or rather, no longer legendary, but mythical-level contained object – Hell Queen Jormungandr.

She was a contained object on the same level as the “Lord” worshipped by angels. Of course, calling her a contained object...so far, humans didn’t have the ability to contain her. Or rather, even for angels, a lower level, there was only one successful containment case in history. So facing a being of this level, even if Yashi was envious, she could only silently give up. It was better not to be noticed by Jormungandr and get killed as well.

Besides, in this battle against True Ancestor Ron...as the strongest combat force dispatched by the human Enforcement Bureau, Yashi didn’t even directly confront him. She spent all her energy rescuing and protecting the other civilians trapped on the Ferris wheel while Victoria provided cover. How could she explain this later? That she personally participated in the battle against the crazed True Ancestor Ron and won without bloodshed? Tsk... Even Yashi herself felt embarrassed. But honestly, after Seraph, unable to resist True Ancestor Ron, fell from grace, if Jormungandr hadn’t appeared, the next person to die for Adele would have been Yashi. Adele and the others were also the ones she needed to protect, the “minority” on the other track of the train. She had already saved the majority. And if the train couldn’t be stopped, she would be the one crushed before Adele and the others.

But before the train could hit her, she had already been hit. Everything that happened today, the twists and turns, truly led to an unexpected ending.

Just as Yashi didn’t expect that while she was waiting under the Ferris wheel, the angel Seraph, in her human form, would fall before her with broken wings. Seraph struggled to support herself with one weak arm, trying to get up, but she couldn’t. Her eyes were filled with hostility, glaring at the human before her like an injured cat.

It could be said that if Yashi wanted to, she could completely contain the angel Seraph, who had lost her combat ability and couldn’t escape after being attacked by the pseudo-demigod Ron. Then, she would become the second hero in human history to successfully contain an angel.

But she had seen that magnificent scene, countless clear eyes filled with compassion opening in the dark sky, then the six-winged archangel appearing with inextinguishable karmic fire. She endured the pseudo-demigod Ron’s fatal blow to protect Victoria and save Adele. Three of her six wings were severed. Then, unable to maintain her true form, she transformed into a silver-haired girl and fell from the sky. An angel, instead of me, the Bureau Director, fulfilling the duty of protecting the people? Yashi pondered, narrowing her eyes. After a while, she sighed softly. Well, whoever wants to be a hero can be one. Since she didn’t contribute much to this battle and didn’t sacrifice like her seniors, she was already extremely lucky. How could she ask for more? Humans were also a race that knew how to be grateful and reciprocate kindness.

So she extended a friendly hand towards the fallen angel. Then, Seraph felt a gentle airflow enveloping her, feeling an unprecedented lightness. And her wish to stand up was fulfilled.

Seraph stood up, swaying, but she didn’t fall. Only one of her wings drooped, its base turning irreversibly black for some reason.

“...” After a moment of silence, Seraph thanked Yashi, the woman in the top hat, “Thank you.”

“No, I should be thanking you,” Yashi said with a smile, looking up at the tall Ferris wheel.

Seraph also looked up, equally worried and curious about Adele’s current condition. As for the reason and purpose of the Hell Queen Jormungandr’s intervention...she wasn’t sure yet, but at least one thing was certain: she seemed inexplicably concerned about Adele and...wouldn’t harm her.

High in the sky, Jormungandr now stood where Victoria once stood. As for Victoria, or rather, Iä!, her current condition wasn’t good. Thanks to the contract with “Victoria” and her own greed, she had to face True Ancestor Ron at his strongest. If it weren’t for Seraph’s sacrifice, she would probably be dead, annihilated by that terrifying elemental power. And Seraph’s reason for saving her was simple. Seraph wasn’t a combat-type angel, not as powerful as Lucifer, the strongest angel. So her existence was far less meaningful than “Victoria’s” survival in protecting Adele. The one Seraph truly wanted to save was always only Adele.

Jormungandr held the pure energy left behind by True Ancestor Ron and glanced coldly at the dying Victoria beside her. It seemed like the Hell Queen was judging whether this mage, whose body was occupied by an “evil god,” would become a threat to Adele in the future. If so, wouldn’t it be better to eliminate her now? But doing so might be misunderstood by Adele, who didn’t know about the contract between Victoria and Iä!, and still thought the woman before her was her Teacher Victoria. If Jormungandr acted rashly and killed Victoria in front of Adele, it would be too troublesome to explain, and the psychological trauma it would cause Adele would probably be irreparable. Moreover, Victoria’s consciousness was only dormant in this body. Although she had given everything to the evil god Iä!, she might still awaken someday.

So after considering everything, Jormungandr chose another method to solve this problem for Adele. “Victoria,” or rather, “Iä!,” instinctively sensed danger at that moment. She wanted to escape from Jormungandr, but how could she, dying after the battle with Ron? She could only watch as Jormungandr reached out, then suddenly clenched her hand. The next moment, Iä! felt like she was wrapped in layers of airtight black gauze, quickly losing consciousness and falling into slumber.

“Good night, sweet dreams,” Jormungandr said with a hint of mockery. Then, she walked towards Adele, ignoring matter and space.

By now, the elemental domain created by True Ancestor Ron had already disappeared. The tornadoes on the ground were gone, the continuous rain stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight illuminated the world. Only ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) the wet and muddy ground and the damaged amusement park facilities proved that what just happened wasn’t a dream or an illusion. Or rather, if it really were a dream or an illusion, how could thousands of people in the amusement park share the same dream?

One kilometer outside the amusement park, the area was under emergency lockdown by the military dispatched by the Enforcement Bureau. Even cell phone and internet signals were blocked by human ability users or technology, preventing those inside from communicating with the outside world. This seemed like a violation of human rights, but to maintain the current order, these people’s memories had to be sacrificed. The 99.9% of ordinary humans couldn’t bear the consequences of knowing that there was a world of magic and foreign races. It would cause endless chaos and harm to society.

Of course, the trapped visitors wouldn’t be harmed. They just had to undergo mandatory counseling from “psychologists.” After the counseling, their spirits would become positive, feeling lucky to have survived such a storm and grateful to the government and the police (Enforcement Bureau agents). Everyone would have memories of surviving a natural disaster, not of a “black-robed man floating in the air (True Ancestor Ron),” a “six-winged angel with eyes (Seraph),” or the magical battle between gods...

But for the Enforcement Bureau staff, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. Everyone was working tirelessly. Only at the highest point of the Ferris wheel, Adele and the others were isolated. Of course, this was also because Jormungandr blocked their visibility. Now, anyone trying to peek at the top of the Ferris wheel would only see a thick mist that carried a hypnotic power, making them look away and forget everything.

“How...should I address you?” Adele hesitantly asked Jormungandr, expressing her confusion.

“Anything you wish,”

“Is my honor,” Jormungandr replied with a smile. For some reason, she acted very humbly in front of Adele, and only towards her. Even Dorothy, the Vampire Queen, couldn’t catch her eye.

The next moment, Jormungandr ignored the transparent barrier, stepped into the Ferris wheel cabin, and came to Adele. Even without Jormungandr releasing her aura, all the girls except for Adele couldn’t help but take a step back. If she released her majesty, no one would be able to stand before her calmly.

Adele froze, then wondered if she should also take a step back, to fit in... But while she was still thinking, Jormungandr had already come very close and taken Adele’s hand from Dorothy, holding it tightly in her own, savoring the feeling, a blissful expression on her face.

Do you ask if Adele was touched...? Of course, she didn’t dare to move! The silver-haired woman before her was a terrifying being that even a Vampire True Ancestor couldn’t offend! She could only force herself to call out in what she thought was the most appropriate title, her voice trembling, “Ms...Jormungandr?”

After a brief moment of losing her composure, Jormungandr quickly recovered, but still held Adele’s hand tightly, unwilling to let go. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

“I’m here~.”

“I came in a hurry this time and didn’t bring you any gifts, Adele.”

“How about...I give you this?” Saying this, Jormungandr summoned the colorful sphere of light formed from the essence of a fallen True Ancestor. It contained the power of almost all elements, the purest of the pure, one of the most easily absorbed energy forms in the world. Absorbing it wouldn’t directly turn you into a True Ancestor, but it would bring you close to that level. Hermione, as an elemental vampire, knew its immense value. Even the inexperienced Adele wouldn’t be foolish enough not to understand its preciousness! So one could imagine how “flattered” Adele would be.