Betrayed by the Succubus, I Raise a Twelve-winged Angel-Chapter 218: Sally Awakens!

In the Soulspring, Sally’s consciousness gradually awakened.

Cold, dark, suffocating!

This was her last memory.

In that long dream, she witnessed Aster Grant, her idol, facing a deadlock against the Monarch Level Demon Clan.

To fulfill the mission bestowed by the Elven Race, she resolutely chose to sacrifice herself.

The process of sacrifice was more painful than she could have ever imagined.

Her body was devoured inch by inch by an invisible power, and even her soul seemed to be torn to pieces.

That feeling was like falling into an ice cave of eternal night, where even her thoughts were freezing.

But she never feared death.

The only thing she feared was never seeing the figure that saved the Cat Clan again...

Just as her soul was about to dissipate, a warm golden light suddenly enveloped her.

The piercing cold vanished instantly, replaced by warmth like a spring day.

Under this gentle nourishment, she gradually regained consciousness.

The feeling returned to her limbs, but they felt weightless, as if walking on clouds.

"Sally!"

This familiar voice...

Is it Aster Grant?!

Sally’s chaotic consciousness abruptly cleared, and she struggled to open her heavy eyelids.

Within the Beastbond Space, the area around the Soulspring was already crowded with people.

Lazuli, Vera, Veridia, Scarlett, and even Lilith curiously approached.

Lilith examined the Cat Girl in the pool, a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.

Judging by the aura, this one didn’t seem formidable, so why was everyone so tense?

However, Lazuli and the others were visibly anxious.

Just now, she had keenly noticed Sally’s finger moving and immediately relayed this good news to Aster Grant.

Upon hearing this, the usually composed Aster Grant couldn’t even attend to the newly acquired Divine Pattern, instead, he focused all his spiritual power on the Beastbond Space.

The little maid who, at the brink of life and death, used her last strength to say, "Sally really wants to call you Master!"...

Today seems to be the day she wakes up!

"Sally! Sally!"

Aster Grant’s spiritual power reverberated in the Beastbond Space, calling the name over and over.

At this moment.

Through the clear water of the Soulspring, Sally vaguely saw a few familiar figures.

That soul-stirring voice continually reached her ears...

It was Aster Grant calling her!

"It really is Aster Grant!"

This realization thrilled Sally, and she suddenly opened her amber cat eyes.

Though her long-dormant limbs were not entirely responsive, she exerted all her strength to sit up from the pool.

"Splash—"

The crystalline water cascaded down her smooth skin, rippling across the surface of the Soulspring.

Droplets fell from her wet cat ears, moistening her trembling lashes.

However, everyone in the Beastbond Space was female, so nobody paid attention to this little "accident."

As for Aster Grant...

All his focus was on Sally.

He likewise did not care if Sally’s body appeared bare...

[Sally]

[Level: Awakened Tier One]

[Talent: Legend One Star]

[Race: Chronospirit Clan]

[Power: 1]

[Constitution: 1]

[Spiritual: 100]

[Speed: 1]

[Skills: Time Freeze, Time Slowdown]

Looking at Sally’s attributes, Aster Grant was somewhat lost in thought.

Though he had already learned from the Elf Queen about the uniqueness of the Chronospirit Clan and surmised their abilities might be related to time...

He couldn’t help but gasp when he saw the descriptions of these two skills with his own eyes.

[Time Freeze: Can pause the flow of time in a specific area]

[Time Slowdown: Can slow down the flow of time in a specific area]

The effects of these skills were simply defying the natural order!

Even more astonishing was that this was only Sally at the Legend One Star talent, Awakened Tier One state.

If she was cultivated to Myth Nine Stars and then enhanced to Totem Level...

Aster Grant couldn’t imagine how powerful Sally would become.

Perhaps, truly as the name of her race suggests...

Would she really wield control over time?!

At this thought, Aster Grant’s heart began to race.

If this were indeed the case, Sally’s potential might far exceed that of any other Beastbond!

Sally stood dazedly in the Soulspring, water droplets falling from her ethereal body.

She glanced around this place...

Could this be Aster Grant’s Beastbond Space?

As her sight shifted, she saw Lady Lazuli, Lady Vera, Lady Veridia, and an unfamiliar Blood Clan warrior.

All this was too beautiful to be real.

Sally subconsciously raised her hand and pinched her own cheek, only to find her fingers passing through her illusory face.

"Indeed... still dreaming."

She lowered her gaze in disappointment, preparing to sink back into darkness.

Aster Grant’s voice burst forth like a thunderclap.

Sally’s eyes snapped open wide, only to see a figure formed of spiritual power approaching her, the familiar outline, the gentle gaze...

Not a dream!

Aster Grant’s spiritual body gently extended a hand, his voice brimming with unconcealed joy:

"Sally, welcome back."

Seeing the hand reaching toward her, Sally’s soul trembled violently.

Jewel-like tears rolled out of her amber cat eyes, turning into twinkling starlight in the void.

"Aster Grant..."

At this moment, all grievances and pains found their meaning.

...

Meanwhile.

At the Draconian Defense Line’s border.

At this moment.

A group of mountain-like figures approached the Draconian Defense Line, their heavy footsteps causing the ground to quiver slightly.

The stationed soldiers immediately went into battle readiness, urgently reporting the situation.

Before long, Zane Drake arrived at the frontline with Abel Vance and numerous other powerful individuals.

When he saw the appearance of the visitors, his brows furrowed tightly:

"Ghost Race?!"

Their interactions with the Ghost Race were limited to the Divine Realm.

Although Aster Grant had captured that group of Ghost Race members, he ultimately chose to release them.

There shouldn’t have been any major grievances between the two!

And now, what was the Ghost Race coming directly for?

"Everyone, be on alert!"

Zane Drake ordered sternly.

This reaction was understandable...

After all, Aster Grant hadn’t conveyed matters concerning the Ghost Race to him, so he naturally didn’t know the purpose of their visit.

It was just that...

As the tension reached its peak, an azure figure gracefully emerged from the Ghost Race contingent.

Floating in the air, Veridia’s voice clearly spread across the line:

"No need for alarm, we come as emissaries of Aster Grant, seeking to negotiate cooperation with the Human Race."

Zane Drake was taken aback upon hearing this, then surprise gleamed in his eyes.

Be aware that the situation in the Alternate Space was exceedingly complex right now.

If Aster Grant secured a second Divine Pattern, and the Demon Clan retaliated...

The Ghost Race’s involvement at this time was akin to providing timely assistance.

With this thought, Zane Drake immediately gestured an invitation, his attitude visibly softening.

"How about stepping in for a detailed discussion."

Veridia nodded slightly, following Zane Drake into the defense line without hesitation.

This cooperation was initially in consideration of Aster Grant’s favor, and he naturally had to display utmost sincerity...

Moreover...

Both his daughters were still in Aster Grant’s care!

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