Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 743:Why?

From afar, a group of figures stood among the ruins and watched the battlefield with grim expressions. Their faces were mostly hidden beneath dark robes, but the frustration in their voices was clear.

"We poured so much effort, but the Crown Prince wasn't able to hold them for long."

One of the figures clenched his fists as he looked toward the battlefield. His expression was filled with disappointment.

"Yeah! He is truly useless."

Another figure lowered his head and let out a frustrated sigh before looking back at the battlefield.

"If only he would have held them back longer, we would have won for sure."

The man standing at the center slowly raised his hand, stopping the others from continuing. His expression remained calm, but his eyes were cold as he watched the situation from afar.

"Enough."

The others immediately became silent.

The man turned around and looked toward the area behind them. A large ritual had already been prepared there, but it had not yet been activated.

"Prepare everything. We have no time to waste."

The figures immediately moved.

They gathered around the ritual and began making the final preparations. In the center of the formation was a large stone altar that had been covered with strange symbols. Dark lines spread across the ground from the altar, forming a large array that covered the surrounding area.

Countless corpses were scattered around the altar.

They were the bodies of people who had already died in the battle, but the figures had secretly gathered them and brought them here. Some had been warriors, while others had been ordinary people who had been caught in the destruction.

The array slowly lit up as one of the figures activated it.

A dark glow spread across the ground and connected with every corpse within the formation. The bodies began to tremble slightly as the energy inside them was pulled out by the array.

The atmosphere became heavy.

The man standing at the center slowly walked toward the altar. He looked at the countless dead surrounding him and then raised both hands.

The other figures immediately knelt behind him.

The man closed his eyes and began the ritual.

"Please hear us and slay the enemies standing in our path."

His voice was low and serious, and every word echoed through the silent ruins.

The array suddenly became brighter.

The energy from the countless dead was drawn into the formation and gathered toward the altar. The dark light grew stronger as the ritual continued, and the ground beneath their feet began to tremble.

The surrounding figures lowered their heads even further as they continued the ritual.

The man at the center remained standing before the altar with his hands raised, and his expression became more solemn.

"Please hear us and slay the enemies standing in our path."

As his voice fell, the entire ritual suddenly shook.

BOOM!

A huge wave of dark energy erupted from the altar and spread across the surrounding area.

...….

Ethan's eyes widened.

The kiss was soft and slightly awkward. It was clearly the kiss of someone who had almost no experience, but Ethan could feel the warmth behind it. For a moment, he simply stood frozen while Heliana slowly pulled away from him.

The smile on her face became slightly wider as more light particles drifted away from her body.

"What was that?"Ethan asked.

"Heheh... You won't understand even if I say it?" Heliana chuckled softly to herself.

Her voice had become weaker, but her eyes remained fixed on Ethan. "Unlike my original self that is restricted by various things, this was used to vent my outlet…"

"So let me be wilful."

"I too want to savor this feeling?"

Ethan stared at her in confusion. Her words only created even more questions in his mind.

Original self? Restricted by various things? His earlier suspicion about Heliana immediately returned, but this was clearly not the time to ask her about it.

"Heliana!" Ethan squeezed out her name.

"Don't grieve. Rather, in this passing, give me a kiss."

Ethan's heart churned for a moment. He looked at her fading face before finally leaning forward and kissing her deeply.

This time he tried to give her a gentle and loving kiss instead of the brief kiss she had given him. His arms carefully held her fading body as he pressed his lips against hers. He wanted to deepen it and give her at least one proper kiss before she disappeared, but just as he tried to part her lips, there was suddenly nothing left against him.

Ethan froze at the sight.

Heliana's body completely dispersed within his arms.

Countless small particles of light floated around him before slowly drifting away. Ethan's hands remained in the same position as though he were still holding her, but there was no longer anyone there. A few glowing particles remained on his palms for another moment before the wind carried them away.

Ethan simply stood there in shock.

Clap!

Clap!

Clap!

The sudden sound of clapping broke the silence.

Ethan's expression slowly changed.

He raised his head and looked toward the black-robed man.

"That was quite a display..." The black-robed man slowly clapped his hands while watching Ethan. "It even makes me wilful to take a look... Seeing the couple parting apart soothes my soul. Such a lovely feeling, how can I not savour it... Hahahaha!"

His crooked laughter spread across the ruined battlefield while Ethan remained completely still, staring at the last particles of light disappearing from his hands.

Ethan stared at the laughing man before slowly looking down at the last few particles of light disappearing from his hands.

His expression remained quite stoic, which made the others think that he was simply too shocked to react, but Ethan wasn't actually as sad as everyone thought. If he hadn't seen

Heliana's cracked body earlier, he might have believed that she had truly died.

However, he had already realized that the Heliana who had been beside him was most likely just a clone.

And now her words proved that.

As for whose clone she was, Ethan already had a guess in his heart. Her strange words before disappearing had only made his suspicion stronger.

Still, there was a slight heaviness inside him. Clone or not, she had taken that attack for him without hesitation. Ethan slowly raised his head and looked toward the black-robed man. He was about to say something when a horrifying scream suddenly tore through the battlefield.

"GAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The frantic roar of agony shook the entire place. Everyone immediately turned around, and their expressions froze in horror.

Emperor Ezekiel stood several hundred meters away, but something was terribly wrong. A long black pointed mass had stabbed straight through his back and emerged from the front of his chest.