The Specter’s face wasn’t exactly the same as Rebecca’s. The shape of the head, the eyebrows, the eyes, the nose, the mouth, etcetera—every aspect was subtly different from the figure of the Goddess in the portraits. In particular, the difference with the eyes was great. It was a murky ash color, unlike the Goddess’ clear and transparent eyes. At first glance, she looked like a blind person. 

However, the overall atmosphere was too similar. Unless a person looked closely, one couldn’t help mistaking her for Goddess Rebecca’s twin sister. 

“...Why do you look so much like the Goddess?” 

“Are you pointing out my appearance? You care about the trivial things.” 

The Specter covered her face with the mask again. It was a mask that looked like it was cut from someone’s skull. 

Beriache bounced off the Yellow Dragon’s divinity and landed at the Specter’s side. The instantaneous shockwave that occurred shook the Specter’s robe, revealing a bizarre object. It was armor made of human bones. To be precise, the bones of the human gods who nourished the No Offspring Tomb were woven together like armor, wrapping around the Specter’s entire body. 

The Specter that Grid had once peeked at was finally revealed. 

“I and the other ‘first humans’...