Silver hair and golden eyes, an exceptionally striking appearance, a holy yet elegant aura—no matter how one looked at her, this person was a member of the God Race.

But… Talia’s hand, resting on the arm of her chair, tapped unconsciously. She lifted her red eyes slightly, glancing at the spot where the golden light had just erupted, her gaze darkening.

She had lived through the Age of Gods, fighting alongside the first-generation Vampires against the gods countless times. Of course, she could recognize what that golden light was.

The Power of Light, the source of the Goddess of Light’s divine power, the one and only nemesis of her Vampire race.

After the gods left the Sitatul Continent, the Power of Light vanished with them. She hadn’t felt this repulsive aura for over a thousand years.

Who had unleashed this golden light? This member of the God Race? Talia glanced at Cynthia, her expression somewhat nonchalant. She didn’t think this silver-haired God Race member had such an ability.

The God Race was nothing more than a species with no redeeming qualities, aside from their rather sweet-tasting blood.

Although Talia didn’t believe the recently erupted golden light was related to Cynthia, she keenly noticed the subtle change in Olivia after the silver-haired God Race member appeared. Her gaze shifted between Cynthia and Olivia before she took the initiative to speak. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?”

She stared at Olivia, who, despite her expressionless face, had a hint of annoyance in her brow. Talia’s eyes flickered, a trace of curiosity stirring within her. It was the first time she had seen this little elf, who loved to feign seriousness, wear such an expression.

Olivia was known as the greatest beauty on the Sitatul Continent. While there was an element of deliberate teasing from the Vampires in that title, it was undeniable that her beauty, like her power, was widely acknowledged.

As far as Talia knew, quite a few Vampires were interested in Olivia, but none had ever managed to elicit any expression from the beauty other than coldness and anger.

Olivia grew even more annoyed by Talia’s curious scrutiny. Her face instantly turned cold, and just as she was about to speak, Cynthia, who had approached her side at some point, spoke first. While observing the phantom of Talia, she said softly, “Allow me to introduce myself.”

“I am Cynthia, an ordinary member of the God Race.” Cynthia met Talia’s gaze, looking into her red eyes, and asked with a smile, “And you are, Excellency?”

Talia’s lips curled slightly. “Lasombra, Talia.”

Standing beside Cynthia, Olivia added coldly, “A Second Generation Vampire.”

A Second Generation Vampire—one could say she stood at the very pinnacle of the Sitatul Continent. A hint of surprise appeared on Cynthia’s face. She sized Talia up a few more times, then nodded slightly and said with a smile, “That’s quite shocking.”

“And yet, you don’t seem all that shocked,” Talia said in a low voice, leaning forward slightly, having developed some interest in this silver-haired God Race member.

The white cat, which had been squatting on the ground grooming its fur, also lifted its head, then leaped onto her shoulder. Its red eyes stared curiously at Cynthia.

Being stared at by both Talia and her cat, the two pairs of eerie red eyes looked equally unsettling, but Cynthia remained unaffected. She simply smiled faintly and said nothing more.

A dark figure shot out from beneath the temple and stopped behind Della. The brown-haired Vampire was in a sorry state, her eyes fixed on Cynthia with a mixture of anger and a trace of fear. She whispered to Della, “The Beast God’s Godhead was stolen by this God Race member.”

Della frowned, asking doubtfully, “This God Race member managed to snatch the Godhead from you?”

The brown-haired Vampire lowered her head. Thinking of that golden light, she murmured, “…This God Race member is very strange.”

“None of the statues in the temple attacked her, and she can use Light Magic.”

The brown-haired Vampire’s voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was clear enough for everyone present to hear. All eyes, including Olivia’s, fell upon Cynthia.

Cynthia had been watching Olivia the whole time. Seeing her look over, she turned to meet her gaze. She knew what Olivia was interested in. Her lips curled slightly as she said, “I’ve discovered a new spell. Would Her Majesty the Queen be interested in seeing it?”

Olivia frowned. She was silent for a moment, but curiosity ultimately won out. She said expressionlessly, “We’ll talk after I’ve dealt with these Vampires.”

Seeing Olivia’s stern expression soften somewhat, a hint of a smile flashed in Cynthia’s eyes. She took a few tentative steps closer to Olivia and said gently, “Let me help you.”

Olivia glanced at her but said nothing.

The atmosphere between the two of them seemed distant, yet surprisingly harmonious. Talia raised a hand to her forehead and interjected tactlessly, “Let me see it too. I’m also very curious.”

Cynthia was a little surprised to hear this. She lifted her eyes to glance at Talia, pondered for a moment, and then generously nodded in agreement. “Alright.”

She took a white stone from her Space Gem and held it in her palm, saying casually, “It’s not very powerful. Please don’t laugh at me after you’ve seen it, Elder Talia.”

Talia shrugged. “I’m not in the habit of mocking the weak.”

Labeled as weak, Cynthia just smiled, unconcerned. She lowered her gaze slightly, her fingers gently stroking the white stone, and began to chant a spell in a low voice.

It was a long incantation. As time passed, a golden light began to gather in front of her, and Talia’s expression slowly shifted from initial disdain to astonishment.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter. The elves closest to Cynthia involuntarily took a few steps back. Only Olivia remained unaffected. She gazed at Cynthia’s back, a trace of surprise also appearing in her pale green eyes.

The dazzling golden light, carrying an aura that could purify all things, slammed into Talia’s phantom. The crimson mist trembled for a moment before being completely devoured by the golden light.

The phantom vanished. Della and the other Vampires were caught off guard and enveloped by the golden light. Della’s expression changed as she instinctively raised her arms to block. The Power of Light burned her arms. The crimson and gold clashed, neither giving way, but eventually, the golden light was slowly dissolved.

Although she had successfully blocked the golden light, Della had paid a price. She glanced at her arms, which had been burned nearly to the bone, and gritted her teeth. “We’re leaving.”

As she spoke, a cloud of crimson mist enveloped her and the Vampires behind her, and their figures quickly disappeared.

From the eruption of the golden light to Della’s retreat with her people, everything happened in an instant. Polly stared at Cynthia amidst the golden light, her face filled with shock. “The Grand Light Spell!”

This was the Goddess of Light’s favorite spell to use, yet the last time they parted, this silver-haired God Race member didn’t know it.

The Grand Light Spell… Hearing Polly’s voice, Cynthia tilted her head slightly and said thoughtfully, “Is that the name of this spell?”

More shocking than the fact that Cynthia could use the Grand Light Spell was that she didn’t even know its name. Polly’s eyes widened, and she asked repeatedly in her astonishment, “You didn’t know? Then how did you manage to cast it?”

Hearing this, Olivia, who was standing nearby, also turned her head to look, clearly interested in the question as well.

Cynthia put away the white stone in her hand, glanced in the direction of the temple, and explained, “There are traces left behind in the temple from when the Goddess of Light used Light Magic. I only saw the spell in the traces; I didn’t know its name.”

Polly’s expression grew even stranger. “You learned the Grand Light Spell just by seeing the traces?”

Hearing Cynthia say it so casually, Polly began to feel as if she were overreacting. But when she caught a glimpse of the other elves out of the corner of her eye, she saw they were just as shocked as she was.

So the problem definitely wasn’t with her; it was this silver-haired God Race member who was too strange.

A detailed explanation would be very complicated. Cynthia thought for a moment, then blinked and said, “A talent of the God Race.”

As she spoke, she turned to glance at Olivia. Seeing her looking down and fiddling with her staff, as if uninterested in their conversation, Cynthia smiled faintly and initiated a conversation. “Was that Second Generation Vampire here to destroy this temple?”

Cynthia’s attitude of wanting to seriously discuss business made it difficult for Olivia to ignore her. She put away her staff and said flatly, “That was indeed Talia’s intention.”

“What benefit is there for the Vampires in destroying the temple?” Cynthia frowned, unable to guess the Vampires’ true purpose.

Olivia shook her head slightly. She didn’t know why the Vampires were doing this either. In truth, these temples had long fallen silent and had posed no threat to them even when the Vampires were at their most rampant.

Or was it really as Talia had said—that the existence of these temples made the Vampires worry that the gods would return?

“Two-thirds of the Beast God’s temple has collapsed. For the Vampires, their goal has been achieved. They will definitely look for another target next.” With the Vampires gone, Olivia no longer forced herself to stay strong. She raised a hand to rub the bridge of her nose, a hint of exhaustion showing in her eyes. She said in a low voice, “We must stop them.”

Seeing that Olivia’s face was a little pale, Cynthia subconsciously moved closer to her and asked with a frown, “Are you unwell?”

She raised her hand slightly, wanting to take Olivia’s arm to check her condition more closely. Olivia glanced at her outstretched hand and took a wary step back. “What are you doing?”

She was once again reminded of Cynthia’s strange ideas, and her pale green eyes brightened with anger.

Cynthia innocently retracted her hand. Seeing Olivia’s guarded expression, she sighed and said, “I just thought you didn’t look very well.”

Olivia turned her face away, her voice cool. “I’m fine.” She didn’t want to talk about it, so she changed the subject directly. “Why were you in the temple just now?”

“I came here with Chelsea and the others to rescue someone.” As Cynthia spoke, she suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the cliff she had just climbed.

Olivia followed her gaze. “What is it?”

“…I forgot something.” Cynthia gestured for Olivia to wait a moment, then strode toward the cliff.

The cliff was several dozen meters high. Cynthia stood at the edge and peered down. Eunice was sitting at the bottom, her head tilted up. When she saw Cynthia, her face darkened, her gaze turned sinister, and the coldness and fury radiating from her were almost palpable.

The cliff was steep and smooth, not easy to climb. Escaping from the temple had already exhausted Eunice. She didn’t have Cynthia’s tireless constitution, so she could only let Cynthia go up first while she waited below for Cynthia to figure out a way to get her up.

But she had been waiting until now. Eunice strongly suspected that if the temple hadn’t stopped collapsing, she might have been buried underground, and Cynthia still wouldn’t have remembered she was there.

Facing Eunice’s furious gaze, Cynthia explained without a change in expression, “It was too dangerous up here just now.”

“You were safer down there.” As she spoke, she was about to turn and ask Olivia for help, but as soon as she looked up, she froze.

Seeing Cynthia trail off mid-sentence and stare blankly at the sky, Eunice was so angry she gritted her teeth and yelled, “Cynthia!”

Cynthia raised an index finger to her lips, signaling for her to be quiet. She gazed at the sky above the temple and asked in a low voice, “…What is that?”

Seeing her grave expression, Eunice also turned to look, but she saw nothing but the gray, hazy sky. She immediately frowned, displeased. “What are you up to now?”

If it weren’t for Betty, she would really want to stay far, far away from this strange member of the God Race.