Within just a few breaths after planting, it would dissipate gradually as if being decomposed.

There was no chance to initiate the usual process from skin to flesh, from flesh to blood, from blood to bone marrow, before the disease becomes critical.

If Angie hadn't gained the strange trait of nearly complete immunity to the Plague Authority after becoming an Avatar of the Creator's Blood and a Native Species, she definitely wouldn't have had the right to stand before Ye He'er just recently having advanced to Tier 3.

At this moment, a silvery white True Name spiritual light radiated dazzlingly from Angie's alabaster forehead, clearly showing her full-powered state.

The six-winged angel form was not just for appearance, it greatly expanded her list of magic-like techniques, granting her a plethora of general magic: Spirit Shock, Prayer of Despair, Touch of Weakness, Soul Scream, Spirit Flame...

Yet facing Ye He'er, the situation remained less than optimistic.

"Sister Hesi?"

"Ready, retreat!"

After exchanging a word through the Mind Network, the two girls fought as they retreated, heading away from the Manchac Swamp, leading "Lady Crow" and her group further from their old stronghold — the Totem Mysterious Realm.

Being all aerial combat units, both sides moved at high speed, covering dozens of miles in just a few minutes and reaching the surface of the Hartson River which runs through Buffalo from north to south.

Upon seeing that, despite the slight stalemate, their side held a clear advantage, Ye He'er gave Olivia, who was frantically breaking left and right under siege from several Tier 3 opponents, a charming smile:

"Keke, Duchess, is this the place you prepared to be your burial ground? But if the bodies fall into the water, it won't be easy for Galliot to find them when he returns."

Boom!

At that moment, the river surface exploded with water splashes as hundreds of swordfish leapt into the air, transforming into a large group of Shaman Wizards surrounding Olivia and Angie and encircling the "Mourning Church."

"Mother of Water" Melro in a golden fishtail dress stepped forward:

"No, Ye He'er, this is your burial ground!"

Amidst the chaos of the vast flock of crows, Lady Crow's face changed slightly:

"Melro? You're not dead? You've even sided with these humans?"

She had leaned toward the belief that Melro and her Shaman Group had been annihilated upon seeing the ruins of Santa Monica Bay. Although her prey had been scooped by Aiven, it wasn't entirely unacceptable.

But now, her old adversary not only lived well but turned into a power for the Duchy, leaving her genuinely exasperated.

"Hehe..."

This formidable force of Melro and her Shaman Group was certainly not overlooked by Aiven; once withdrawing all overt high-tier forces, it was an essential insurance.

Anyone thinking the Duchy was defenseless would face a huge surprise left by him.

Of course, Aiven had also considered utilizing those formidable Tier 3 Totem Gods, integrating them as conventional forces into the Duchy army.

However, these unique existences remained bound to their tribes, unable to leave the New Continent's limits, having even less freedom than the Shamans under the Tier 4 Totem Gods.

The same went for Lady Crow; no matter how intense the struggle, it could not escape the confines of the New Continent.

"We could still give you a chance to defect and surrender; letting your subordinates die in vain is meaningless."

Seeing Olivia and Angie regroup within the inner circle, although surprised, Ye He'er was unperturbed, chuckling mockingly with her beautiful eyes glancing around:

"Did you think adding Melro could secure your victory over me? Let me show you the Main God's authority...Gluttony!!"

Her plump red lips rapidly opened, making a lightning-quick biting motion forward.

"Quick, dodge!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

In a large area before her, suddenly, a series of rapidly contracting air bubbles appeared in the sky; enormous holes appeared on the ground, and swirling vortices formed on the river surface...

That was because these circular zones were suddenly being... "devoured"!

As the anomaly gradually subsided, the Shaman Group under Melro outside thinned considerably, and many within the surrounding "Mourning Church" were also affected by the indiscriminate attack.

Most importantly, the original targeted area where Olivia and Angie once stood was now completely empty!

Under the horrified gazes of Baihe, Melro, Griffin Knights... Ye He'er caressed her flat abdomen, seeming very satisfied.

Obviously, now that she had sided with the Angel of Disease, she not only achieved a tremendous power boost in Plague Authority but was also granted the devouring power of the double-headed maggot, which, though appearing inappropriate, was immensely powerful.

She then turned her gaze towards the direction of the Jade Coronet, covering her belly as she gleefully laughed:

"Wiping out the Duchy leadership, and capturing a precious Legendary Battleship, the Main God should reward me something th... um..."

Puchi!

In disbelief, she slowly lowered her gaze to her abdomen.

Two sharp golden spear tips pierced out from inside her lower abdomen and gradually extended, eventually transforming into a double-edged golden spearhead, with droplets of blood trickling down the wound and forming a small stream. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"How..."

Ye He'er felt the power within her body rapidly drain away from the wound.

Screech—!

The spear swept horizontally, easily tearing her body apart and ripping open a mysterious barrier.

Caw caw caw...

As Ye He'er's body transformed into countless crows trying to repair her form, Olivia, clad in Gemstone Armament with electric sparks flickering all over her and holding a Golden Holy Spear, stepped forward.

The Golden Holy Spear·Longinus could negate any material and ability generated by life itself, being regarded as the ultimate weapon against barriers, mental barriers, witchcraft shields, and living flesh.

Gazing upon Ye He'er who had returned to human form on the riverbank but whose aura had significantly weakened, Olivia waved her hand lightly, making a "coffin" appear beside her.

Bang!

The coffin lid opened, and "Aiven" lying within suddenly opened his eyes.

Though the Crown of Miracles was engaged in intense battle with the Sea Monarchy and couldn't carry him back to the New Continent, he had already transferred his soul into the Eternal Shell preserved within the Witchcraft Garden by merely thinking.

Looking at it now, they did pretty well.

Aiven's majestic, solar-flare-like Life Energy Field radiated unrestrainedly, reaching into the void and grabbing a golden lock into his hand.

His eyes shooting brilliant white lightning also turned towards Ye He'er:

"I'm short on time, let's fast-forward to the final step: from this day, the Mourning Church belongs to Galliot Duchy. Who agrees? Who opposes?"

The presence of "Aiven" in his full glory was like the last straw that broke the camel's back; Ye He'er, with abdominal bleeding unceasingly and elegance as a noble lady long gone, collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

Clatter...

Within the Divine Gift: Oath Prison Lock, countless golden chains emerged again, surrounding Ye He'er.

Two minutes later, as Aiven's consciousness detached from this body preparing to return to the Peacock Islands battlefield.

"Mother of Water" Melro casually strolled to the riverbank, "affectionately" draping her arm around Ye He'er's shoulder, who now shared a resemblance to herself, with a lock hanging at the chest.

As if a good sister, she began sharing "work" experiences with her, vaguely suggesting:

"Sun ripening the grain, sweat dripping onto soil, come Saint Aiven, 15,000 a day; the sweat and tears shed today will become the diamond-like returns tomorrow; here, there are no failures, only those who give up...

Do you have any relatives or friends? There's still one slot in the prison lock, get it while it's hot!"

Making Ye He'er feel a familial warmth, the sisterly bond was indeed touching...