The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 505: The Curtain/Veil

Facing Pandora's questioning, Helaire smiled reluctantly but didn't immediately reply.

Seeing this, the white-haired, brown-skinned Remiel behind her, with arms crossed, raised a finger. Within the cave, streaks of extremely dangerous electrical arcs instantly began to activate from the corners, slowly approaching toward the center.

"Want to stall for time and wait for the World Tree to arrive? It seems that even you, usually unrestrained and unbridled, don't know our true objective. Feeling somewhat totally unexpected at this moment?"

"Don't be like this, Lady Pandora, so tense and hostile... I don't even know what you guys want to do. Why bother making things so difficult for me?"

"Haven't you understood it long ago? The World Tree Teardrop I want is precisely to forge a Holy Artifact to replace my eyes, which were cursed from knowing the secrets of the True God. All Angels in the Sanctuary know this fact; you ought to understand it as well."

Helaire smiled and spread her hands, saying to Angel Pandora,

"If your objective right now were truly only the World Tree Teardrop, you just had to wait for Margaret above to die, isn't that right? Why bother wanting this Sigil Fisher gave me... Angel Pandora, be it the Loom of Fate, the World Tree Teardrop, or even this Sigil—you want them all."

"The reason why that Transferred Person, Fisher, wants to see the Holy Grail is because he wants to use the Sigil in his embrace to break the Holy Grail's Rules, using the power of the Chain of Heaven to help him expel Death. But he doesn't know just how many things can be accomplished if that Sigil can break the Holy Grail's Rules... Unlike Margaret stealing a portion of the Authority of Death's power, the Holy Grail contains all of the Chain of Heaven's power—including the Authorities the deities distributed to him."

Pandora slightly lowered her head. Those hollow sockets gazed just like that at the silk ribbon lying in her palm, as if that silk ribbon had already ignited a raging fire of desire at this moment.

"I've already had enough of the Chain of Heaven and his stupid Sanctuary. As expected of the Angels' creator, his arrogance and disregard for others are more extreme than any of ours. In his eyes, I am simply a tool to monitor the Sanctuary and the mortal world. He considers this a benevolent bestowal, and I should respectfully and submissively thank him? If there's anyone to blame, blame his arrogance. Far away in Outer Space, he probably still doesn't know what has happened here up till now..."And before he discovers it, I will possess the Loom, occupy the Authority of Death, and enter the Demigod level. I will possess the World Tree Teardrop to mend the trauma of my curse from the True God's secrets, forging a great Holy Artifact absolutely unprecedented in history. I will use that Transferred Person's power to steal all of the Chain of Heaven's Authority of Life, creating my own race that transcends the limits of Mythic Species.

"I will forge my own [Earthly Divine Kingdom]."

Above the karst cave, Margaret's aura had already completely scattered. Along with her, the Loom of Fate and Authority of Death she was linked to also began to cease activity.

If Pandora hadn't defected, by this exact moment, Lord Tao's objective would have already been completely achieved.

The arrival of the World Tree truly lacked the concept of racing against every second and minute. For an eternally enduring Demigod like her, a second, an hour, or even a day or a month were merely an instant. To be able to specify descending this morning was already a manifestation of her outrage. And it was exactly this that gave humans, who live in the moment, an opportunity to exploit...

Of course, right now, this exploitable opportunity already belonged to Pandora.

The expression on Helaire's face faded bit by bit. She asked in doubt,

"How can you be certain that the Sigil Fisher gave me can definitely shatter the Rules the Chain of Heaven left on the Holy Grail? What if, being chased by Death, he was merely trying it out in a final, desperate struggle, and even he couldn't guarantee success?"

"Therefore, from the time you returned to the Sanctuary from the Tree Continent to recuperate, I left some methods on your body. Through your day-and-night interactions with him, I was finally able to confirm the efficacy of that thing... Of course, I wouldn't mind listening to how you, an Angel, flirt with that Transferred Person."

Pandora's head didn't move, but the aura she sensed swept past the Crown atop Helaire's head, as if seeking to corroborate her previous words through this gift given to her by Fisher.

Helaire retreated a step back slightly, seemingly having understood something. Hence, she sighed. Raising her head to look toward Fisher's direction at the stone tower above, she muttered a sentence,

"Truly, it's quite embarrassing..."

"Bzzt bzzt bzzt bzzt!"

But the next second, from behind her, a streak of lightning as fast and swift as light arrived in an instant.

The mighty Nineteenth-Tier power was something Helaire was incapable of resisting. She hadn't even managed to react before that blade-like lightning had already passed through her neck.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of an electrical arc flashing past, Helaire's Crown-wearing head flew up into the air, tumbling to the ground while maintaining the regretful expression from the previous second.

"Thud... thud..."

Golden divine blood instantly splattered out. As her head tumbled onto the ground, the Crown Fisher gave her also fell off from her head, becoming exceptionally dim just like an Angel's halo.

"Plop!"

Subsequently, her headless body instantly collapsed onto the ground, thoroughly losing its life.

Pandora couldn't see the appearance of her death, but she felt the thorough cessation of her aura. Ridiculing, she raised her hand, as if towing it, fetching out from Helaire's embrace the Sigil originating from Renee that Fisher had previously entrusted her to safeguard.

"What a pity. As an Angel, you changed your inherent gender for this human. I just don't know what aspects of him actually attracted you, compelling you to do so."

Even though Pandora deeply knew Helaire's disposition, she still felt puzzled as to why Helaire favored Fisher so much.

Perhaps this was indeed a question worth exploring, but right now, Helaire was already thoroughly dead, so it also became inconsequential.

From behind, Remiel—who had easily taken Helaire's life—walked forward. Looking at the Sigil faintly flickering with purple light in midair, he couldn't help but say,

"This Sigil of Chaos isn't just at the Demigod level; I'm afraid it has already reached the True God... Previously on the Tree Continent, that Fisher likely used exactly this kind of power to repel Lord Tao."

"Not just Lord Tao. He's been chased by Death continuously up till now and hasn't died precisely because of this level of Chaos power. But that power cannot protect him forever. Death will catch up to him very soon; otherwise, he wouldn't have put all his eggs in one basket to come here and demand the Holy Grail... However, there's no need to worry anymore."

Pandora smiled slightly, then reached out to stroke her lower abdomen. Immediately following, the black Holy Grail Fisher and the others had seen previously slowly materialized into shape from her lower abdomen.

That Holy Grail containing the Chain of Heaven's power was brimming full with countless wishes. These were what Pandora had accumulated previously.

But in Pandora's view, these wishes stored in the cup were so ironic.

Starting from today, these disgusting things were going to depart far away from her.

Immediately following, with a beckon of her pale hand, she tossed Renee's Sigil into the Holy Grail. The instant the purple Sigil dropped in, the entire Holy Grail began to boil. Subsequently, amidst the bursting of countless ∞ symbols, the power within the Holy Grail linked to somewhere in the distant starry sky was uncontrollably transmitted over.

At that instant, the granulations in Pandora's eyes began to throb again. That symbolized the Chain of Heaven currently calling her...

Ha... The current Chain of Heaven must be very perplexed, right?

What has happened in the mortal world?

Why is his power draining away in an instant?

Why could that slave Sariel he appointed actually resist his summons?

The joyful expression on Pandora's face grew more and more pronounced. The wishes accumulated in the Holy Grail seemed to become endless; they instantly turned into a deep purple like the stars, elevating the Rank of Pandora, who tightly gripped that Holy Grail, bit by bit.

She was going to become a true Demigod very soon!

And her Earthly Divine Kingdom was also about to be established, right here and right now!

The ground of the entire Ideal State began to tremble. Possessing an incomparably massive power, Pandora reached out her hand and beckoned. Above, the Loom of Fate and World Tree Teardrop that had severed their links to Margaret uncontrollably flew over from within the ground, traveling straight from through the fissures to arrive at the karst cave, right into Pandora's hands.

A trinity. Time was also still plentiful. Each and every thing had already been perfectly settled.

She had won.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

However, right at this moment, much to the total lack of anticipation from both Pandora and Remiel, a bout of distant applause abruptly sounded within the karst cave.

The joyful expression on Pandora's face came to an abrupt end. Remiel's body also stiffened slightly.

Because, right at this exact moment, they simultaneously felt an identical sensation.

"Splash... splash... splash..."

First were the sounds of sea waves crashing against reefs, sounding eternal and unchanging, with unclear rhythms, and seemingly infinite.

That sound was clearly crisp, yet when it reached their ears, it appeared so ear-piercing.

Despite clearly being Nineteenth-Tier Mythical Species, the two Angels seemingly returned to being infants, so terrified were they of such noise.

"Congratulations to you both, Remiel, Pandora..."

Remiel turned his head to look over, only to discover that at some unknown time, the entire karst cave seemingly had already been covered by a swath of darkness even they couldn't see through. That darkness resembled streams of continuously spreading formless fog, and also like spreading tidal water, slowly and from an unknown source devouring the entire karst cave.

This was clearly a sealed karst cave, but at this moment, before them seemed more like a coastline hidden within the dark night.

From beyond that broad coastline, the crashing sounds of sea waves continuously transmitted over.

"Splash... splash... splash..."

The darkness wrapped up the entire karst cave in an instant. All the surroundings of the two Angels had already transformed into the profound depths of the opposite shore of boundless deep space.

As if having lost gravity, within that boundless darkness, Pandora and Remiel abruptly felt their footsteps become unsteady, as if they were about to plunge into the Abyss.

From within that trembling darkness, Helaire's smiling voice slowly transmitted over from a certain direction. She seemed to be clapping her hands; along the echoes of that applause, her congratulatory words were also concurrently transmitted over.

"Helaire?"

However, the congratulations at this moment absolutely couldn't bring people the slightest joy. Be it Pandora or Remiel, both only felt a burst of terror resembling having bumped into a ghost.

That Angel? Impossible? It was impossible for her to survive under Remiel's attack.

But the fact was, when Remiel looked toward the direction the voice transmitted from, he saw a fuzzy silhouette wearing a white Angel robe within that stretch of profound darkness.

That silhouette had no head, but from the gap at the neck, streams of indescribable black substance continuously flowed down. Within that black substance, magnificent radiances resembling the starry sky faintly twisted and turned, but when you wanted to explore within, you would suddenly discover yourself sinking deeper and deeper.

"Ah, you did indeed lie dormant for long enough, and your ability to seize opportunities is also very admirable. For this instance's story, it should indeed be your victory. To speak truthfully, [Helaire] making a curtain call just like this, and then watching you establish an Earthly Divine Kingdom like this is indeed very interesting..."

Within the darkness, behind that headless silhouette, countless indescribable arms slowly extended out. It was unknown what creatures they belonged to, yet each was completely different. Those arms seemed to originate from vastly differing living beings or even existences.

Right concurrently, amidst the darkness, indistinct singing voices accompanied by a dance of shadows resounded.

Those indescribable, terrifying arms seemed to be dragging dark celestial bodies, stars twinkling with morning light. But finally, what was holding up the stars abruptly transformed into the head of that closed-eyed Angel, being carefully and slowly placed upon that headless body by them.

After a moment's pause, within the darkness, that Crown given by Fisher was also placed upon that head tainted with a considerable amount of golden Angelic divine blood.

Helaire's head and body hadn't completely linked; in the middle, there was even a malevolent gap left. But "Helaire's" head seemed to have already come alive. She hadn't even opened her eyes, yet that familiar smile bloomed once again, connecting with the previous words,

"But, I've changed my mind."

"What... exactly are you?"

Before Pandora's questioning was finished, an extremely obvious streak of electrical light burst out from the body of Remiel beside her, splashing toward Helaire in front.

But that electrical light traveled through space into the dense darkness, splashing up absolutely no movement; only those endless sea wave sounds and the darkness remained as before.

"What am I?"

"Crack crack crack..."

That closed-eyed Helaire head was held up by the countless indescribable hands behind her. She tilted her head, suddenly smiling and asking in return,

"Pandora, why can the World Tree Teardrop originating from the Loom of Fate you desire so much bestow Consciousness upon the Holy Artifact you desire? Why do you think that is?"

As her light voice sounded, before the head of that "Helaire," spatial fissures fragmented open one after another. Between those spatial fissures, under the reflection of different dimensions, a face seemingly reflected out from within.

That head supported by thousands of arms—also seemingly stars—transformed at this moment into the likeness of another black-haired Elf.

That black-haired Elf possessing golden, diffused pupils had an appearance nearly identical to Renee's. Above those slender, long ears, amidst the swinging of silver earrings, that faint fragrance which had seduced Fisher many times once again diffused through the darkness.

That was [Gui], one of the three children.

The figure of that Gui and Helaire's appearance inlaid layer upon layer, mutually blending yet incomparably distinct.

At the same time, Gui's voice and Helaire's voice sounded identically together like a song,

"Because [I] was once born by means of the Loom, so the Loom that little fellow gifted to her creation became tainted with my aura."

Could it be that Gui, who had vanished from the Tree Continent long ago, was also Helaire?

When was she infiltrated in?

But whether it was Gui or Helaire, both ought to have been personally created by the Demigods...

Beneath Pandora, that endless black substance slowly covered the ground. When they came into contact with it, they also grew increasingly closer to that profound darkness.

Within the darkness, they seemingly comprehended more.

They seemingly saw more things hidden within the darkness.

They just saw that behind that "Helaire's" head-and-body separated frame, within that darkness, there originally hid an indescribable, formless existence seemingly originating from a distant place.

Within that almost omnipresent body, Autorities flickered one after another in a disordered arrangement, seemingly endless.

Bearing the brunt was an Authority suspending an "∞" symbol.

"Are you not curious why the Sanctuary forbids you from forging Gospel Relics using intelligent life as raw materials?"

Under the continuous reminding of "Helaire," at that instant, Pandora seemingly understood everything.

Because she abruptly realized a question: within the structure composing the tens of millions of living beings in this world, from Zero-Tier humans to Demigod-Tier living beings, there was one such thing that all living beings scarcely realized but inherently possessed from birth.

That thing originated from the Spirit World, which the deities could not restrict. Since the beginning of creation, no legend had ever recorded where they came from.

Probably, even a deity like Lamastia couldn't explain their origin, and considered them heaven-bestowed gifts...

But right now, Pandora had already realized that such heaven-bestowed gifts originally also had a source.

This gift was precisely [Soul].

Whether it was Gui or Helaire, at the very beginning of their creation, their souls originated from the Spirit World!

"It seems you have already figured it out. Truly smart. Back then, the Chain of Heaven spent a lot of effort when selecting your souls."

"Originally, I planned on honestly being an intimate spectator, occasionally cooperating with you to perform an interesting story; this can also be considered a type of amusement... But, who told me to find a very highly-valued treasure..."

At this instant, be it Pandora or Remiel, both felt that dark, endless Ocean, feeling that Ocean currently approaching toward them from a distant place.

But as powerful as they were, just purely sensing the approach of that Ocean made them feel as if they were about to go crazy and immediately destroy themselves, let alone having to witness the true visage of that Ocean...

Even though, their Consciousness had also once originated from that Ocean.

Their Consciousness increasingly returned to Chaos. Accompanying those originally incomprehensible ballads seemingly originating from the primeval Universe, they were gradually smoothed out, becoming meaningless.

Those singing voices ah...

What were they singing about?

[...]

[Passing through the Outer Space of light and darkness, traversing the instants of fast and slow, arriving directly at the irrepressible Great Void.]

[Right there behind the veil hidden amidst layers upon layers of Dimensions and Universes, resembling the omnipresent spectator seating beneath a grand stage.]

[Upon the stage, endless voices transmit over from the dark world transcending Time and transcending imagination, performing diverse civilizations and traces with blasphemous and great meanings.]

[Minuscule, blind, fragile living creatures struggling beneath Dimensions; powerful, wise, great deities overlooking the world...]

[And their—Their—Souls are precisely that Ocean.]

At the instant that voice was captured, even Pandora, who knew the True God's secrets, couldn't stop trembling violently from head to toe.

And at the exact same time, that "Helaire," whose head and body were slowly linked together by countless hands, also once again opened that pair of blue-gold diffused pupils.

She raised her hand, straightening the Crown atop her head that had just been worn and was consequently somewhat askew.

Subsequently, that familiar smile bloomed upon her face again.

And behind her, that shadow hidden within the darkness, seemingly hiding behind a profound curtain, opened its mouth concurrently with her,

"And prior to that, it would be good to return to the question from the very beginning..."

The question referred to here was precisely what Pandora had inquired right at the very beginning: What in the world was "Helaire" and even "Gui"?

"To put it in terms you here can understand..."

Helaire smilingly stretched out her hand toward Pandora and Remiel before her eyes—who were already half-covered by darkness—and responded to them,

"I am [Chaos]."

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(Chapter Ends)