Gradually, transforming, transforming, she finally assumed her true form—Ying, a stunningly beautiful woman of the first rank in the universe, a rare and radiant marvel in the celestial realm, appearing suddenly before ten thousand pilgrims and all eyes. "You! You too have the power of transformation? No! Only I can restore her to her original form! It's impossible! Impossible!" Abaddon was astounded. "Abaddon! Have you forgotten? My true identity—I was once a guardian goddess serving beside the True God. He granted me the power of transformation, specifically to counteract your own transformation magic. However, I was attacked and defeated by your dark forces, who struck my head and left me a mere invalid, collected and preserved in the Louvre Museum. Fortunately, now, the Light God, Gao Liang, has used his divine energy to restore my head, allowing me to regain my true form!" The victory goddess's words froze the proud and arrogant expression on Abaddon's face. However, ten seconds later, Abaddon grew fierce, turning to the victory goddess and threatening, "Hmph! Even if you regain your true form, what then? The world is in my hands!" Abaddon had already grown into a titan; with a single outstretched arm, the entire Saint-Michel Mountain would crumble, and this great cathedral would be reduced to rubble. No—entire France, the entire world, would face endless disasters and terror. The victory goddess remained silent, and this silence only fueled Abaddon's growing madness. With growing confidence, he declared, "I will shatter this world! I will conquer it and make every person on Earth worship me! For I am the true god!" With that, he burst into a devilish laugh, his voice echoing through the air, spreading out and sending chills down every listener's spine. At this moment, our Gao Liang stepped forward, meeting Abaddon's gaze directly: "Abaddon!" You won't get away with it! This world was created by the true god who brought forth heaven, earth, and all things. If you dare harbor any ill intentions, then I must say—your fate will be death! "Hmm? Is that so?" Abaddon looked at Gao Liang with utter disdain. At that moment, Ying'er stepped forward bravely and addressed Abaddon: "Yes! If you defy the heavens, you will only meet your own demise!" Victory Goddess spoke with solemnity: "Abaddon, if you surrender here and accompany me to the true god to offer your confession, you may still have a chance at survival!" "Hah! Hah! Hah!" Abaddon burst into laughter. "The true god himself has his flaws—how can I possibly go to him to confess? Unless the true god personally repents to me!" "Abaddon! I represent the true god in bringing charges against you! If you remain unaware and refuse to repent, then I shall represent the true god in imposing punishment—whose authority shall remain unshaken!" Gao Liang clenched his massive diamond fist. At that moment, both Ying'er and Victory Goddess joined Gao Liang in standing Ying'er has fully regained all her divine-level abilities, while the Victory Goddess has restored her true divine guardian deity powers. Together with Gao Liang, the ensemble is now a striking combination: a distinguished Eastern man flanked by two stunning women—one on his right, an Eastern beauty of unparalleled grace, and one on his left, a European super-beauty—perfectly balanced and highly photogenic. Abaton laughed with pride, then stamped down hard on Gao Liang's arm. He had hoped to crush Gao Liang's arm completely, but Gao Liang moved swiftly—immediately releasing his grip and leaping toward a small boat floating in the sea, a vessel prepared by the goddess of Victory, who had jumped into the water to greet him. Abaton, exerting too much force, stumbled and missed his footing. The goddess of Victory raised her hands gracefully, and instantly, a dove of peace appeared in midair, taking flight upward. As for Ying'er? She shook out her silk sash with a swift motion, and it shot toward Abaton like a spear. "Ah! My goodness!" Abaton had never anticipated that the dove fluttering around him would launch a sudden assault. While he relaxed his guard, the dove's beak struck his eyes with a sharp peck, nearly dislodging his eyeballs, blood flowing continuously from his eyes. His face convulsed in pain, and he clutched his eyes tightly with both hands. At that moment, Ying'er's silk sash had reached Abaddon's side. As Abaddon writhed wildly in pain, the sash tightened progressively, binding his eyes and limbs. Abaddon, now furious, roared, "Break!" With a resounding "thud," the sash snapped. Holding his fists high, Abaddon laughed wildly at the figures in the sea—Gao Liang, Victory Goddess, and Ying'er, shouting, "I'll bring down the entire Saint-Michel Mountain!" And with that, he launched a mighty blow, like a colossal hammer striking the mountain. Gao Liang acted swiftly, instantly teleporting to meet the attack. Just then, Ying'er arrived as well, turning to Gao Liang and exclaiming, "Husband! Let's form a double-blade synergy!" "Yes!" Gao Liang understood—he could not defeat Abaddon alone. "Divine Sword! Divine Sword! Draw!" Gao Liang roared to the heavens, and soon found himself holding a sword gleaming with cold light, inscribed upon its hilt with the words: "Cosmic Divine Sword! Sword that Severs Heaven!" As for Ying'er? She now held the Sword of Ice and Pure Spirit, radiating a refreshing chill. The two stood back-to-back, uniting their forces in a harmonious dual-sword synergy. "Husband! This Abaton's energy is incredibly strong—we must combine our efforts to face him. Indeed, we must strike at his vital points!" Upon Ying'er's reminder, Gao Liang was instantly energized, swiftly executing a series of six sweeping sword movements—brush, brush, brush, brush, brush, brush—perfectly synchronized with her. The Sword of Ice and Pure Spirit emitted a penetrating cold. With Gao Liang embodying yang energy and Ying'er representing yin, their complementary forces merged and converged. The two swords, the Sword that Severs Heaven and the Sword of Ice and Pure Spirit, overlapped to form a powerful, intangible force—like a radiant rainbow—resulting from the seamless fusion of their combined strength. Abaton then spewed a stream of black water, which casc The goddess of victory immediately intervened. She held a pure water bottle in her hands and poured some clear water from it, sprinkling it upon the black stream. As the black water was about to reach the rainbow, it suddenly became enveloped by the clear water. Zzzz! The entire black water instantly transformed into a mist and vanished.