383 Augusta

The woman from the Ancient Race was otherworldly like an immortal. She had ice skin and jade bones. She wore a veil, and her black hair fluttered in the wind. Her skin was milky-white and her figure was tall, making one fall into love with her at a glance.

This was a genius who far exceeded Aigu.

She walked over slowly. Her figure was elegant. The immortal fog that shrouded her body scattered, revealing her immortal face. She had bright eyes and white teeth, looking elegant and refined. She carried a cold temperament as if she was a fairy from the nine heavens that stood in the clouds.

Her black hair was so bright that it could reflect a person's appearance. She was wearing a veil, but one could only see her curved brows and her eyes that contained a kind of spirit that seemed to see through the earthly things of the world.

"The Goddess Augusta is here."

"She's the true genius of this generation of the Ancient Race."