The Pinnacle Of Life

“For one to don the crown, one must also bear the weight of it!”

Athena looked at the silent deity of herself that sat on the throne. The look on her face was determined, but underneath it was also a hint of sadness. Finally, Athena closed her eyes, and crystal drops of tears slid down her ears.

Slowly, she placed the crown on top of her head.

Woosh!

A surge of divine power rippled through the air. It rushed out from Athena’s body on the throne, and with the crown on her head as the medium, the power entered her current body.

In the next instance, the hair on the puppet’s body that Athena was in gradually changed. It first turned purple before growing out quickly.

The aura her body exuded kept changing constantly, rippling with divine power, which was both ancient and holy.

body seemed to have

Had turned into

which sat on the throne, seemed to have lost all support. She fell down, clattering and turning

before this, it represented the fall of the deity Athena. However, at this moment, inside Sunset Shrine, the current Athena was covered in a divine light. Her

that had fallen to the side, as well as the

now the Athena who had been

to time,

me to

“Awaken, my knights!”

air, and the place was bathed in dazzling, holy light, and the battle intent in the

them were startled and subconsciously tried to avoid

too fast. Both felt a surge of divine power

felt divine. It felt

was also filled with fighting intent,