Her face was filled with the smile of a victor.

Ethan's face flushed red, and he didn't forget to give Little Dark a fierce glare.

This keycap actually called so many people to watch him!

He steeled his heart, looking as if he was ready to throw caution to the wind, "No more words, please act swiftly!"

...............

Even though the elemental mage battle that was to overturn the entire era never truly began, Mary's group did not come in vain. After meditating for the entire morning, the three of them were famished, just in time for the feast. The demi-humans of the Neutral Commerce Association brought chefs, slightly tidied up the inn, and transformed it into a luxurious banquet hall.

Ethan in the small room brushed off the dust on himself, his expression as usual, as if the defeated person just now had nothing to do with him.

Quickly, the attention of the three could no longer focus on him.

When they learned the true identity of the seven-eyed woman, the three were dumbfounded, and Sariman was so shocked that he tumbled backward from his chair, babbling, "Ba-Ba-Bazatous!"

You may not believe it, but he once played bridge at the same table as the Evil God!

Sariman could imagine the reaction of his wife and the wardens under his command when they heard of this, they would surely think he was drunk and had lost his mind.

Even Leon's brain was racing, clearly struggling to process this sudden information, he discreetly took out a pen he carried and poked a hole in the back of his hand.

There was pain, and blood was flowing, indicating this was not a dream.

But is there really such an absurd thing in the world?

In the morning they decided to stay to fight against Corruption's Bazarian, and by noon they were dining at the same table with Evil God Bajatos.

"Mary, I heard about your situation from Old Sen."

Bazatous spoke, shaking His head, "You still have not escaped the human way of thinking."

Whether taking on work like a real mayor or serving as a mentor to the three, these are all human ways of thinking.

In fact, after understanding the mysteries of the Goddess of Life's power, Mary had already reached a higher level. What truly constrained her was her human identity-limited way of thinking.

Has anyone ever heard of an Evil God descending to a believer's side and starting their training from the very basics?

Mary still had not grasped the true meaning of "grace."

Hearing this, Mary returned a look of confusion.

These days, she was exhausted to the point of collapse, yet her efforts could not compare to the fruits bestowed by Bazarian to his believers, and the trio's prolonged inability to complete their meditation made her feel even more defeated.

One of the seven-eyed woman's eyes glanced outside the window. A butterfly, fluttering its wings, was passing by the inn's window, its wings dampened by last night's snowfall, its cold temperature making it falter.

Yet in the next moment, the flapping wings and the butterfly's flesh twisted together, shrunk into a ball of flesh.

The ball did not fall, but rather hovered, initiating a more violent transformation. The sound of bones piercing through soft tissue crisply echoed into the room, first a pale claw, then a winding, spiked tail, followed by a grotesque skull with two ghostly green flames burning in its eye sockets. The wings were no longer membranous but were composed of countless elongated bone fragments, stretched into massive bone wings, with edges as sharp as blades.

When the transformation was complete, the dragon, entirely constructed of pale bones, suddenly spread its wings. It let out a silent roar, soaring into the sky, both elegant and blasphemous, streaking across the tainted heavens, eventually shrinking into a small black dot.

The room was in dead silence.

Just moments ago, they witnessed a transformation more visually striking than the fruits of Bazarian.

In front of a true Evil God, no interaction was needed, only a simple glance was enough to alter the structure of a creature.

"We listen, we bestow."

This was Bazatous's first attempt to teach others—in a way comprehensible to the human mind.

No logic is required, nor does it have to satisfy human common sense.

For the existence of a god transcends logic and common sense.