Bab 285: The Worst Poison

The sun had been up for hours, but it was getting darker in much of the world.

The sky was devoured by a gigantic purple and black cloud from the Twilight of the Gods, growing and giving birth to new monsters.

In a desolate city, Freya's group reached the place where Gloria had sent Solaria and the maids.

They looked around, searching for a trace of energy to find them but the place seemed deserted.

"It's been a long time, maybe they've already left. It's so frustrating..."

"It's true that it's been a long time... your powers are still frozen?"

Freya watched the queen carefully. Since recovering, Gloria was unable to use any form of magic due to the assimilation of Wrath's soul.

The steam that enveloped her had slowly dissipated, and she could feel the change in raw power but she could create nothing.

She clenched her fist and focused on her power, then a new form of pressure mounted.