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Chapter 616: Chapter 28: Turn to Ashes (Two in One)_2 Chapter 616: Chapter 28: Turn to Ashes (Two in One)_2 In Drost’s subjective consciousness, he never saw when Diomedes’s “Invisible Sword” was unsheathed.

He had no idea what Aiwass and Diomedes talked about.

He only felt that after everything around him became dim, he couldn’t see Diomedes’s sword swinging action at all— he only saw a flash of light like a lightning arc in his retina, and he had already been struck by the sword!

Such a fast sword!

It was a speed that not even the senses could catch up with—

By the time Drost realized this, severe pain arrived belatedly.

“Ahhh—”

The bisected Drost immediately let out a piercing scream, crawling on the ground.

But his voice couldn’t travel outside this dim barrier.

They were all solidified.

Blood, fat, and entrails continuously flowed from Drost’s body, and upon leaving his body, they cooled and solidified, turning the same grey-black color as the surrounding filter.

They mixed together, and it was impossible to see what they originally were.

Within the scope of the light, only Aiwass and Drost were illuminated with color.

And only they could hear Diomedes’s voice.

The old elf with a square face looked down at Drost, whom he had watched grow up, with a complex expression.

“I gave you many chances, Charles.”

The old elf sighed, and his drooping right hand slowly rose again.

“No, don’t kill me…

Diomedes!

Grandpa Diomedes—”

This man, who was already in his eighties or nineties, fat and old, had an intense fear in his eyes—a fear of death, a fear of the end.

He was like a child who had fallen to the ground, hysterically crying and shouting, “I was wrong, I was wrong, Grandpa!

I’ll change…

I’ve changed!

I know my mistake, Miss Crowley…

I was wrong!

Forgive me, please, I’ll change!

I don’t want to die, save me!”

An incredibly strong will to live, intensely sincere words.

But around him, not a single person paid attention.

Aiwass and Diomedes were not the kind of people who would soften because of this.

They watched him indifferently, watching the fear in Drost’s eyes become more condensed.

“…Please let me have him, Mr.

Diomedes.”

Aiwass said politely, “As for the reason…”

He touched the necklace at his chest with his left hand, and mercilessly flew out the card that shone like a red crystal with his right hand.

The red card twirled and flew through the air, gradually losing its color after leaving Aiwass, and gradually slowed down.

But just as it completely froze in the air, the black butterfly marker on the card began to flutter its wings.

A stream of crimson flame gushed out, turning into a vortex.

“Defiant Flame Butterfly!”

Aiwass called out her name loudly, celebrating her awakening at this moment.

The necklace on his chest also trembled and then flowed out from between Aiwass’s fingers as a stream of flame, merging into the vortex.

The two streams of flame converged, finally turning into four black and red gradient butterfly wings.@@novelbin@@

The edges of the wings constantly crumbled like black ashes, and the pattern of the wings cracked open, revealing a magma-like golden scorching flame.

The Defiant Flame Butterfly, now about one meter seventy tall, much taller than Yulia’s body, was no longer the small and tender girl she initially was.

She looked older than Yulia at this moment, seemingly the same age as Aiwass.

And clearly, even if Yulia were to grow a few years older, her height could not possibly reach this level.

Yulia’s black hair reached down to her ankles, turning a deep red starting from the ends, burning like blood-colored flames.

Her eyes, dark with crimson irises, slowly opened, looking cold and dangerous.

At this moment, she was dressed in a widow-like black gauze dress.

The edges of her dress were burning with visibly deep red flames, making her look like a fire queen embraced by flames.

— She was the Defiant Flame Butterfly, shepherded by Aiwass to the Fifth Power Level.

[Deadly Sin: Defiant Flame Butterfly (The Sun, The Hanged Man)]

[Level: 47]

[Path of Devotion, Attribute: Fire]

Just as her appearance was already grown up…

the Defiant Flame Butterfly’s consciousness had finally become clear and mature, no longer naive like in the larval stage.

When the Defiant Flame Butterfly was truly under control, Aiwass could finally reintroduce its power into Yulia’s body.

However, Yulia herself refused to do this.

Her pride was much stronger than Lily’s—Yulia stated that she at least wanted to advance to the Third Power Level on her own, with her Path’s characteristics, forming her own power system.

And having learned from the Night Fiend’s lesson, Aiwass did not choose to cultivate the Little Butterfly to the Sixth Power Level, triggering the Balance mechanism.

When she appeared, the originally dim barrier suddenly brightened.

The flames burning on her body lit up the space around her, making those grey and white things bright again and colorful once more.

“—Demon Scholar?

Phantom Demon…

Yulia!”

Drost, whose consciousness was blurred by pain, called out unwittingly: “You’re still alive!

You are a Demon Scholar!”

His eyes bulged out as the vitality of a Fourth Power Level Transcendent allowed him to crawl vigorously on the ground even after being bisected, struggling with energy.

“Not bad,”

Defiant Flame Butterfly’s mouth curved slightly, showing a smile without a hint of mirth: “You still remember my name.”