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The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 809

Chapter 809: The Deity Of Fire

Everyone looked up at the sky, but there was no sign of the fire—as if it had vanished all of a sudden, or as if the existence of that fireball had merely been an illusion.

The sky was clear and bright as always, emitting the divine energy of the Heaven Realm, but at the same time, it was eerily silent. Even the clouds didn’t seem to stir, as though they had been frozen in place by something unseen.

Their eyes searched for her—the Deity of Fire—but there was no sign of her, or of the hellfire.

Yet they knew well: this was only the calm before the storm.The kind of storm that could sweep away all three realms and erase every trace of their existence.

All those deities who feared the sworn revenge of the Deity of Fire felt their hearts pounding faster. All they could see was their Heaven Realm—and their very existence—crumbling before their eyes.

Everyone had only one question: Where had she disappeared to?And what will happen next?

"Draven, I’ll go look for her," Morpheus said, staring at the sky, searching for any sign of his mate. His wings had already opened, ready to take flight.

"Be patient," Draven said, turning to him. "Do you feel her through the bond?"

"I can’t," Morpheus replied, his expression deeply troubled. "My connection with her broke suddenly as if it never existed. You don’t feel the bond either?"

Draven’s face darkened with concern. "Same as you."

"It’s the hellfire," Drayvor, who had overheard them, answered. "It’s overpowering your mate and severing her bond with both of you. Hellfire does not wish to be controlled. And your bond gives her the strength to control it. It’s isolating her from you."

Draven and Morpheus both fell into a tense silence, the weight of the truth sinking in.

"I will go search for her," Draven said firmly. "We can’t lose her this time. We won’t let the hellfire consume her—it’ll be the other way around."

"I’m coming with you," Morpheus added, his wings stretching fully now, ready to fly.

But—

A massive explosion shattered the silence in the sky, shaking the entire Heaven Realm with tremors like a powerful earthquake.

All eyes shot upward.

The once-bright sky was no longer glowing with divine energy—it was now engulfed in a frightening red hue of hellfire, entwined with darkness.

And then they saw it.

A massive firebird emerged from the inferno—A divine phoenix, so enormous that even the divine dragon seemed small in comparison.

With a single majestic sweep of her wings, it looked as though she could destroy the entire throne hall in an instant.

The deity of fire in her ancient spirit form—Phoenix, one of four ancient celestial beasts.

It was a sign that she had regained her entire power, and so did her memories from the past.

In a moment, loud screech of the phoenix echoed in the heaven realm, primal and intense.

At the same time, something stirred in the heaven realm. The divine light from Mount Aramis invaded the dark sky, and ancient words were seen written in the hollow of the sky.

Their gazes glued to the sky, at the divine phenomenon.

"Her existence, her glory, everything that had been erased from all three realms, is being rewritten," Solon commented. "Celestial divine power itself is restoring it again."

Everyone heard it. That meant she was going to regain all her memories, and so her oath of revenge.

Calithra.

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