For some reason, although Fenrir looked no different than last time, Lis felt that the goddess before him seemed quite exhausted.
Fenrir's gaze swept across the Holy Temple, pausing for a moment on the Divine Statue that had lost its divine light, revealing a trace of sorrow.
She sighed and said to Lis:
"Previously, you conveyed through Adela that something seemed wrong with Correlon."
"I really didn't expect Correlon would actually fall."
"We didn't do enough to uncover Demogorgon's plot."
Lis listened to Fenrir's words and didn't say much.
At this moment, no words were appropriate.
Regarding Correlon's fall, Lis had many doubts.
But now he couldn't actively inquire, so he just listened to Fenrir's words quietly.
Fenrir glanced at Lis and continued:
"To this day, we still haven't figured out why exactly Correlon fell."
"He only went to the Endless Abyss with an avatar. No matter how powerful, being killed shouldn't affect him greatly."
