Becoming the New Deity

Gu Lan's light and airy words fell, and Yan Xiao, his body drenched in blood, nodded while embracing Gu Lan.

"Alright."

And then, the statue exploded.

The explosion was simple and straightforward, like detonating a grenade in one's stomach. It was like bursting open a belly. None of the Dark Elves who were preparing to execute Amabel had anticipated this situation. In their eyes, their powerful protector had been blown to pieces.

To be more precise—

Blown into chunks.

Gu Lan and Yan Xiao had long anticipated this and taken cover on the ground. Yan Xiao's eight wings made him stronger than the Dark Elves, and he held Gu Lan in his arms as he tucked her to the side, inadvertently blocking for Amabel.

The statue exploded, and the sky seemed to rain blood.

Normally, a statue should remain as a sculpture. No matter how it exploded, it shouldn't have become a fleshy being. But this statue was unlike anything Gu Lan had expected. Only after entering its body did she realize—