Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1581 - 92: Sacrifice (Part 3)

Paimon heard this but made no comment, she merely cast a meaningful glance at Fisher on the ground, and then her entire body was enveloped in the purest morning light. Her figure grew brighter and brighter, akin to the morning sun at eight or nine o’clock, and its rays soon covered the land of the Love and Desire Gate, wrapping up the other demon gods within.

Barbatos’ figure gradually vanished from its original spot, transforming into a soaring pillar of fire that reappeared in Sidi’s palace, gently intertwining with Sidi’s soul-separated fire pillar body.

Meanwhile, Elliog’s true form also instantly disappeared, returning to its lazy appearance, with her ferocious six arms reverting to two, causing her to uncomfortably twist her shoulders a little.

Simultaneously, in Paimon’s palace, Moli, who had been desperately supporting the base, suddenly rolled her eyes white and faintly collapsed onto the ground.

The base in her hand gradually dissipated, but after Moli disconnected from it, it eerily extended a little scarlet mist trying to approach her...

"Ouch, you cursed fiend!! The great Book Knight has arrived!!"

Luckily, Emhardt beside her reacted quickly... um, with the swiftness of a book, swiftly flying over with a golden light to push the base far away, thus causing the red mist to leave Moli and slowly dissipate into the air.

Finally, Paimon, wrapped in morning light, burst forth with immense brilliance, but she did not transform into a pillar of fire; rather, she revealed her true angelic form, which, compared to a millennia ago, only had her wings tainted with a bit of chaotic defilement.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

At this moment, Paimon, who had been wandering outside the Dynasty, finally returned completely, choosing self-sacrifice, becoming part of the containment of the Death Authority.

The boiling magma around gradually calmed down under the morning light, the thick aura of death completely engulfed by the morning light, entering Paimon’s body, sealing all the power accumulated over millennia from the suppressed Death Authority.

And the Dynasty also calmed down again, finally settling down.

...

...

Fisher had a dream, in which he saw scenes he had seen before.

In the dream, he turned back into a baby, lying helplessly in a swaddling cloth within a wooden basket, swaying with the arm of the figure holding the cradle beside him.

Suddenly, he felt a bit dizzy because a baby’s body is too fragile.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Nearby, the sound of the small bronze bell from the Church School, which echoed throughout his childhood, suddenly rang from the nearby lighthouse. It was a low-quality bronze bell, so its sound was always dull and small, but at this moment, it sounded like a tsunami in his ears, as if it was going to pierce his eardrums, making him increasingly awake.

He opened his mouth, opened his eyes, desperately trying to discern the true face of the figure beside him, but apart from her slender fingers gripping the wooden basket, he could see nothing...

Who exactly are you?

Why don’t I have a past life, why did you place me here?

Various questions reverberated uneasily in Fisher’s heart, yet he grew closer to the surrounding walls, and the woman’s steps finally slowed down, switching hands to carry him.

"Who... exactly are you?"

Driven by curiosity, Fisher eagerly wanted to know the answer. He opened his mouth, perhaps wanting to ask her, but could only cry non-stop as all babies do...

But different from the scene he saw in the Soul Completion Manual, at this moment, upon hearing Fisher’s babbling, the woman carrying him actually made a move.

As a result, she conveniently lowered her head to look at Fisher, and Fisher hurriedly looked at her.

But the next moment, what appeared before him was not a person, but countless twisted and swirling golden tentacles coiled together, like a vortex floating in the dark space, blending chaotically with everything, spinning closer to him.

"&*（）%&..."

The tentacles incessantly surged, seemingly wanting to say something to Fisher, but he was already chilled to the bone, suddenly awakening from the dream and sitting upright.

He took several deep breaths, amidst the swirling memories in his mind, he barely managed to whisper in a panic,

"Rafael?"

"..."

He sat on a soft bed, with no one around responding to him, only a golden-haired beauty reading a book silently lowered the book a little...

Revealing behind it a pair of dispersed blue-gold eyes.