Carlotta felt a heavy mood, wishing only for more time, or perhaps... that others could stand up just a little.

'I'm still just a Weaver. Does saving the world have to fall on me?'

Carlotta muttered silently.

After finishing reading the inscriptions, she settled down to train right there. She tried her best to master every knight path and magic she could, steadily improving her combat strength.

In addition, she also spent time researching methods from other paths, such as the Faith Path and the Creation Path.

Of course, the Faith Path she studied was the normal one, absolutely not the corrupted version created by the Child of God.

In the blink of an eye, several weeks passed.

Carlotta didn't know whether the High Priestess had escaped, nor did she know what the Demigod of Destruction was doing. These days, she'd finally had a rare chance to quietly focus on her training.

During this time, she'd finally confirmed her own peculiarity. After the two runes had fused into her flesh and soul, they remained different from others. She wasn't restricted to a single path, she could walk not only the Magic Path and the Knight Path, but also others like the Creation Path and the Faith Path.

Within her soul, divine fire burned brightly, drawing in faith from all corners of the world. Whenever someone spoke her name, praised her virtues, or worshiped her, faith would drift toward her, strengthening both the divine flame and herself.

Inside her body, her inner world expanded increasingly larger. No longer barren, it naturally extended into mountains, rivers, fruit trees, the scenery blooming with brilliance and radiance.

Carlotta had also wanted to study the Dragon Transformation Path and the Gemstone Path, but the former required special blood, while the latter required special gems, both relying on external resources, and she simply couldn't master them.

Fortunately, advancing steadily along four paths already occupied much of her time, leaving her with little mental energy to spare.

Thus, under these circumstances, it was only natural that Carlotta smoothly reached the peak of the Weaver rank.

"You've advanced again."

This time, Carlotta couldn't hide her aura, Amelia had noticed her progress.

Smiling, Carlotta said, "Seeing you become a Middle tier Weaver, I thought I'd soon follow."

Indeed, Amelia had recently become a Middle tier Weaver.

She was truly low-key, breaking through without telling anyone, silently stepping into a new realm.

After becoming a Peak tier Weaver, Carlotta's power increased dramatically. Every movement she made was terrifying. Yet, thinking of the Demigod of Destruction, darkness still clouded her heart.

Could she really deal with something like that?

She still didn't intend to provoke the Demigod of Destruction. Since the being was currently in a compromised state and couldn't cause much chaos, she'd rather leave it alone. Otherwise, seeking trouble might only bring trouble upon yourself.

Carlotta continued training, cultivating herself and solidifying her rank.

Three more days passed, and she sensed someone flying into the city, someone with an extremely familiar aura.

Immediately, Carlotta shot into the sky, blocking the newcomer's path.

"You've finally arrived."

Carlotta looked at the person before her, exactly the High Priestess she'd been waiting for.

The High Priestess stared at Carlotta, stunned, as if she'd realized something. Her gaze turned complex, "You've advanced again."

"By sheer luck."

Carlotta paused, then continued, "I've been to the Supreme Divine City on the Central Continent. I made a huge discovery."

"What discovery?" Asked the High Priestess.

She also shared her own experience, explaining how she'd been unexpectedly trapped in a different dimension. That place held nothing special, merely wasting her time.

Then Carlotta recounted everything that had happened to her, speaking earnestly and in great detail to the High Priestess.

Including the appearance of the Demigod of Destruction.

Including the existence of the Child of God.

Including the end of the ancient Divine War.

One revelation after another made the High Priestess' expression shift repeatedly, deeply shaken.

Each piece of news delivered a powerful blow.

That the lingering soul of the God of Eternal Darkness was actually the Demigod of Destruction?

And that it had followed them here?

The High Priestess didn't know the Child of God's identity. She suspected it was due to memory loss, otherwise, the person should've been someone familiar.

As for the outcome of the Divine War, it pained the High Priestess deeply.

Although the Outer Gods had all been sealed, every one of their own gods had perished. How was that different from defeat?

The fallen gods could never return, while those sealed Outer Gods might break free someday.

"Why did this happen?"

The High Priestess covered her face, suffering intensely, unable to accept such a result.

To her, those gods were more than just divine beings. She'd known them personally, without any formal hierarchy. To her, a few of them had even been close friends.

Now, after pursuing answers so desperately, she finally had them, only to learn that all those gods had met disaster.

She felt terrible. She couldn't accept it.

Seeing this, Carlotta could do nothing but offer a few words of comfort.

Fortunately, the High Priestess didn't stay in pain for long. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to be strong. She wasn't some weak woman. At a time like this, she knew it was her duty to maintain the sky.

The gods were dead. As the foremost figure beneath them, she naturally had to support that crumbling sky.

"I want to slay the Demigod of Destruction."

The High Priestess said solemnly.

Hearing this, Carlotta sighed inwardly.

Rubbing her temples, she said, "You should know just how terrifying and absurd a being fused with a divine soul truly is. That's beyond our ability to handle. If we really fight, we'd likely die with no chance of survival."

No matter how confident Carlotta was in herself, she still thought this idea was too reckless.

The High Priestess replied seriously, "Since arriving in this world, my condition has been slowly recovering. Moreover, I've always been far stronger than other Exalted beings. I believe I can fight."

Then, she mentioned the damaged divine artifact, Eternal Heart, which had completely fused into her body.

"I believe the effect of an Exalted fusing with a divine soul is similar to my fusion with this broken divine artifact. I'm unable to resist the opponent."

The High Priestess analyzed carefully.

She believed the reason she hadn't been able to defeat the Demigod of Destruction in World Four was because her condition had been too poor. Now, she's recovered significantly.

"Not to mention, there's also you."

The High Priestess looked at Carlotta, believing that with Carlotta's help, everything would become much easier.

Carlotta quickly said, "I'm still just a Weaver. Even if I've become a peak tier Weaver, I'm still only a Weaver. Don't overestimate me."

"What if I told you I'm also a peak tier Weaver?"

The High Priestess said.

"What do you mean?" Carlotta was taken aback.

The High Priestess hadn't expected Carlotta wouldn't even know this. Perhaps it was because she was self-taught, having never received proper guidance.

She had no choice but to explain, telling Carlotta that Weavers were actually the highest rank beneath gods themselves.

Beings known as Exalted, or what outsiders called demigods, were in truth merely Weavers.

A peak tier Weaver could perceive divinity and pursue the path toward godhood. This journey toward becoming a god could still create vast differences in strength among individuals. Yet officially, their rank remained that of peak tier Weaver, only their aura becoming increasingly ethereal and unfathomable.

"Strictly speaking, you've long since qualified as an Exalted."

The High Priestess said seriously.

Even if Carlotta hadn't yet perceived divinity or set foot on the road to godhood, she already possessed battle strength comparable to an Exalted. Naturally, she could be considered one.

Carlotta was stunned. This answer truly exceeded her expectations.

She couldn't help but say, "I thought there was actually an Exalted rank, with early, middle, and peak tiers."

The High Priestess waved her hands repeatedly. "There's no such rank. I've never even heard of it."

Carlotta paused to think. Indeed, she'd never heard of such classifications. It was all just her own assumption, upon hearing of Exalted, people naturally imagined such a hierarchy.

By that logic, without realizing it, she had already reached a height nearly at the pinnacle?

"So I'm considered an Exalted now..."

Carlotta murmured softly, then asked, "What exactly is perceiving divinity?"

She cared deeply about this matter, wanted to know what divinity was and how one might perceive it.

The High Priestess pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, it's not that complicated. Normally, once someone reaches the stage of peak tier Weaver, they naturally understand how to perceive divinity. You haven't felt anything like that? Perhaps it's because you've only just arrived at this level."

She briefly explained the matter of perceiving divinity.

In truth, it wasn't overly complicated. Beings who reached this stage possessed an ultimate understanding of magic. From then on, their insight extended beyond magic alone. When observing anything in the world, they can detect subtle nuances.

Even a single drop of water, a grain of sand, or merely a beam of light, when seen through their eyes, might appear completely different, triggering certain insights. And that insight was exactly the understanding of divinity.

"All Exalted walk this path of understanding divinity. The deeper their understanding, the stronger they become. But since so few reach the Exalted level, detailed comparisons are difficult to make. Hence, no further distinctions are made, Exalted is Exalted. Beyond that lies godhood."

Here, the High Priestess paused.

With a trace of nostalgia, she mentioned something about the eight gods of the past.

She hadn't been close to all eight gods, but she was particularly familiar with a few, thus knowing much about godhood.

All gods, of course, were not born like that. Originally, they were merely inhabitants of various worlds, who, like other Transcendents in ancient times, cultivated themselves to the level of peak tier Weaver, perceived divinity, and ultimately ascended to godhood.

"The eight gods originated from eight different worlds. After becoming gods, their sensing abilities became extremely powerful, allowing them to detect the existence of other worlds. They spent many years successfully making their mental perceptions collide across the cosmos, achieving communication. Then, working together, they constructed sky-reaching towers in their respective worlds to connect all realms."

The High Priestess sighed deeply, reminiscing about that age of gods.

Eight gods, though originating from separate worlds, show no desire to fight each other. They coexisted harmoniously.

In contrast, the current Outer Gods...

Thinking of this, the High Priestess felt indignant. She knew her side's gods were never aggressive or combative, even the God of Berserk was gentle. Thus, the conflict undoubtedly originated from the Outer Gods.

"That was an era of fulfillment, gods exchanging ideas, sharing cultivation paths, and capable individuals emerging one after another, like flowers blooming together in full splendor."

The High Priestess's voice gradually lowered.

If that time had been spring in full bloom, the present could only be described as a harsh winter.

Carlotta's gaze swept around.

Although she was interested in what the High Priestess said about the past among gods, she cared more about the matter of perceiving divinity.

She stared at the flowing seawater around her. Suddenly, from the movement of the water, she felt something different, a soft, fluid sensation. Although gentle, once the flow accelerated, it became shockingly forceful, capable of delivering significant damage.

Was this the perception of divinity?

Carlotta began to understand. Observing all things, comprehending divinity through all things, was this the path she must now walk?

The High Priestess's voice reached her ears: "It seems you've gained something. Many times, I have to admit, you possess extraordinary talent. If I were to guess who among us has the greatest chance of becoming a god next, it wouldn't be me, it would most likely be you."

The High Priestess had accompanied Carlotta for some time now, thoroughly aware of just how extraordinary Carlotta's circumstances were. She believed that given Carlotta's abilities, many impossibilities could indeed become possible.

Hearing this, Carlotta said, "Since you know my potential is exceptional, shouldn't you avoid letting me take risks too early? About the Demigod of Destruction, wouldn't it be inconvenient to deal with it immediately?"

Hearing Carlotta's words, the High Priestess hesitated slightly. She, too, felt Carlotta's progress had been astonishingly fast. If this continued, many things truly didn't need to be rushed.

At that moment,

"Boom!"

The distant sea roared, and a destructive aura began spreading, making both Carlotta and the High Priestess instantly change expressions.

That was the aura of the Demigod of Destruction!

Somehow, he had left the Supreme God City and was rapidly approaching. However, judging from his trajectory, he didn't seem to be searching for them.

"Rumble!"

The sea churned violently, waves towering to the sky.

The Demigod of Destruction burst from the water's surface and quickly charged westward. A pained, roaring shout echoed across heaven and earth, penetrating even into the deep sea, reaching the ears of Carlotta and the High Priestess.

"Not good, he's gone mad. This state of devouring divine souls causing him to occasionally lose control."

The High Priestess made her judgement.