Ancient Demonic Serpent

"Disciple Nuwa failed you, Your Holiness." Nuwa whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Miko gently touched Nuwa's head, offering a warm, reassuring smile. "You endured with faith, and for that, you are forgiven. We stand together to vanquish the great evils, bringing the world for a better future."

After said so, Miko and her holy warriors proceeded deeper into the demonic sect's hideout, despite knowing the entrapment that awaited them near the shore.

The land was ruined beyond repair, leaving behind a trace of destruction from the recent deadly battle between the righteous and demonic paths.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and decay. The supposedly prosperous alluvial soil area had been reduced to a barren wasteland.

She and her holy force arrived here in response to an urgent plea from one of her disciples. The emergency message for aid in the face of overwhelming evil.