Trickery bag (3) _1

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[ absolute insight: you have witnessed cesia's purgatory form. ]

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[ insight: you have realized that the upgrade ritual for cesia is about to fail ... ]

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On the surface of the sea.

The purgatory storm gradually lost its momentum.

In the mottled blood-red outline.

Roger saw that cesia was floating in the air listlessly.

Her head and limbs drooped backward, and only her chest protruded upward. She was suspended in the air like an arch bridge by an unknown force.

The tiny wings on her back trembled slightly.

Its slender tail was wrapped tightly around its slender waist.

She was in a terrible state.

The failure of the promotion could be said to be a sure thing.

In this regard.

Roger had expected this.

Upgrading had never been an easy task, especially for demonic ghosts. All promotions without the permission of their superiors were a desperate gamble!

One had to know.

In a sense, "level" was actually a vessel for power.