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There was a woman whose entire body resembled an ice statue. Her pristine white skin was almost transparent, her blue hair was constantly shrouded under a layer of frost, and the striking blue blood vessels in her body extended in all directions, like the complex roots and branches of a tree, before fading into nothingness at their most minuscule points. She was a woman who gave off a sickly sense of beauty.

This was no goddess of snow and ice. Instead, it was the Celtic death goddess, Anko.

She was an advanced Abyssal Prefect, and just like Izanami, she was unable to progress any further beyond this level due to geographic and population constraints. As the death goddess of the Eskimo religion, she was already extremely fortunate to have become an advanced Abyssal Prefect at all.

At this moment, Anko was holding a newspaper with an extremely serious expression, and even her fingers were trembling ever so slightly.

The newspaper was The Forbidden Arts Times, and it was only released in real-time during major international conferences such as this one. In other words, it had no set time of release, and starting seven days before the commencement of the conference, all significant events were guaranteed to be reported within half an hour. This was the first release of The Forbidden Arts Times during this conference.

Anko carefully read every single word of the stories, and after a long while, she finally set the newspaper down before closing her eyes. Her chest was rising and falling...