Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess! - Chapter 443 - 252: Holy Spirit Tree, Sky Curtain, and the Innocent (1.3k) (Part 6)
Chapter 443: Chapter 252: Holy Spirit Tree, Sky Curtain, and the Innocent (1.3k) (Part 6)
Malice swept across the entire place, engulfing the entire space.
Even the civilians watching this scene through the Sky Curtain felt boundless despair.
Because Burshman had already completed his Ascension Trial and successfully upgraded to a Fifth Rank Legend.
At this moment, a young girl murmuring “I must atone,” slowly stood up, locking eyes with the rampant Burshman.
Although the girl did not speak aloud.
Every viewer understood what she meant by atonement.
Because she misunderstood Lynn.
She needed to offer an explanation to him.
“Burshman has ascended to the Fifth Rank, and soon, the King of Cruelty will arrive. Then I will try to tear open a rift in this space for you to escape and seek aid from the Church.”
In the scene, Tiya seemed to be saying farewell to everyone, leaving her last words.
“Take Lynn’s body and give him a dignified burial.”
She had already decided that this was the last thing she could do for Lynn, even if it meant sacrificing her life.
The next second, the tranquil and gentle moonlight began to flow slowly in all directions like a stream.
Sister Louise took the cold body from Tiya’s hands, staring dazedly at the unfolding scene, her thoughts racing, unable to utter a word from her parched throat.
“Look, Lynn doesn’t seem dead; his index finger just twitched slightly!”
Someone had been watching the seemingly deceased Lynn all along, so they noticed the anomaly immediately.
In reality, they all knew Lynn wasn’t dead; otherwise, who was the young man standing beneath the Holy Spirit Tree?
But everyone was curious whether the looming crisis with the arrival of the King of Cruelty, a being on par with the Divine, would be resolved by Saint Tiya or intervened by Lynn.
Everyone watched intently.
Burshman, perched on the ceiling, suddenly began chanting the obscure language of the Demon Clan.
Undoubtedly, this was the summoning ritual for the King of Cruelty.
The next moment, a terrifying aura far surpassing that of the limb connector exploded forth!
“Bang!”
The violent pressure swept through the space like a collapsing sky, causing everyone to instinctively collapse to their knees, trembling in fear from deep within their souls.
Several of the weaker-willed fainted from extreme terror, foam spilling from the corners of their mouths.
Witnessing this, the townsfolk of Glostit didn’t mock the Transcendents’ ineptitude, for they too felt the profound terror and trembles emanating from their very souls through the screen.
They couldn’t even begin to imagine that being present might lead to a direct and explosive demise.
After all, this was the first time ordinary people faced the terrifying power of a demon on par with the Divine.
They deeply understood that under such an absolute disparity in power, even the thought of resistance was a luxury.
Like ants before a towering tsunami, they could do nothing but wait for annihilation in desperation.
In an instant, several Third Rank Transcendents exploded into blood mist, unable to even withstand Kushustan’s gaze.
The moment the summoning ritual completed, when all the power fully entered Burshman’s body but before he could deploy it.
Tiya seized the chance for a desperate strike.
Under the gaze of the masses, she tightly gripped the Moonlight Scepter in her hand, and the next second, as the bright moonlight suddenly flared up, Tiya’s demeanor became sacred and ethereal, her aloof expression increasingly divine, as if transforming towards a higher rank.
Almost everyone looked up towards the Sky Curtain, shocked and staring at her.
At this moment, Tiya seemed like an incarnation of the Moon God, nestled within the Bright Moon, suspended in the sky, faintly dispelling the gloom of the dead lands.
Even Kushustan, far away, showed a flash of gloom and amazement in his eyes upon witnessing the rising moon.
He then shouted the name he was unwilling to mention—”Beatrice!”
Although Tiya seemed like an incarnation of the Bright Moon Goddess and astonished the world, ultimately she was not the actual Bright Moon Goddess.
Even she was clear that she was no match for Kushustan, her desperate strike could create only a rift through which Louise could escape with Lynn’s body.
Then what awaited her was death.
“You are not her! You truly are not her!”
Kushustan laughed loudly, the opponent’s desperate attack merely caused negligible damage.
He was almost unharmed.
Yet Tiya coughed painfully, her slender body falling swiftly from the heights.
At this moment, she had completely exhausted her strength, even slowly closing her eyes, awaiting death’s arrival.
The Sky Curtain showed Tiya’s efforts to resist the demon. Now, she had burned out, and this incredibly poignant scene deeply moved countless people.
“Bright Moon Goddess, glory!”
In the whole of Glostit, innumerable people worshipped the Silent Church, contrasting sharply with the Transcendents of the Heavenly Principle Church.
“Look, Lynn is alive again!”
Someone shouted excitedly.
Because in the Sky Curtain scene, Tiya didn’t fall to the ground but was caught in the arms of the leaping Lynn.
Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com
