Chapter 525 – Battle Against Diatah
The surrounding was encased in a strange silence, the kind that could only be born from a ridiculous event that left everyone speechless.
That was exactly what the women were going through, watching with faces dripping with dismay, eyes and mouths equally wide at the scene in front of them.
Noah was still crouched down from where Elijah had been, his right hand raised, palm facing upward, where golden, black and crimson smoke swirled together in a wild dance.
He narrowed his eyes at the smoke, tilting his head slightly as if evaluating it.
These were the remains of Elijah's Celestial lineage.
'Did I succeed?' He mused, not entirely sure of what he had just attempted. He had, after all, tried to do something he had never done before; something he hadn't even been certain was possible.
Elijah and Icarus's bonded souls hadn't gone to the Spirit World, nor to any other place that might host the dead.
