Chapter 363: Chapter 224: The Night of Divine Descent_2
So close.
Close enough to almost sll his scent.
The girl’s complexion slightly flushed, wanting to gently lower her head to hide her guilt.
But it wasn’t until she realized she couldn’t turn this action into reality that she understood she seed unable to affect or interfere with the scene before her.
Right now, she appeared to be a spectator locked within this body, simply watching as the events of that night unfolded again.
Tiya felt a slight regret in her heart.
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She had already been filled with remorse, thinking if there was a chance, she would definitely apologize for cruelly stabbing that guy on that night without holding back.
Just then, she faintly heard footsteps.
And Xiya’s tentative call: “Tiya, are you there?”
In that instant, a tense and thrilling sensation swept through her body, making Tiya feel dizzy.
Yet deep inside, she harbored a bit of anticipation and excitent for what was about to happen.
Following the original trajectory of events, in a few seconds, to cover her tracks, the youth before her would pull her into his embrace, pretending to be a couple sneaking out for an intimate mont during the party, thus alleviating Xiya’s suspicions.
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For so reason, at this mont, Tiya actually hoped their relationship would be exposed, reducing the subsequent harm she would cause Xiya.
I truly am a terribly wicked woman.
Tiya thought to herself in silence.
Then she saw the youth in front of her, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly step forward and pull her into his arms.
The refreshing scent of the male mixed with the warmth of the youth rushed towards her, making the girl’s heart race.
She instinctively wanted to respond with an equally passionate embrace.
However, Tiya was ultimately just an observer, unable to affect the scene unfolding before her.
The next second, she felt the scepter in her hand uncontrollably lifted, then watched as a blade ford of moonlight vigorously stabbed towards the other’s chest.
Tiya’s heart ached uncontrollably.
At that ti, she hadn’t had those experiences with Lynn nor did she think about understanding the person before her but rely wanted to prove her unwavering loyalty to Xiya, hence she hurt the other without any scruples.
If she could do it over, she certainly wouldn’t act this way.
Following the splashing of warm blood, the moonlight blade ruthlessly penetrated Lynn’s chest.
In that mont, Tiya felt as if her heart were shattering.
As though she had killed the youth before her with her own hands.
Yet the youth just silently held her in his arms, with not a word of complaint or reproach from the beginning to the end.
Monts later, with Xiya’s footsteps gradually fading away, the surroundings returned to silence.
Quick, quickly get out the Moonlight Original Liquid and feed it to him!
Even if she couldn’t control her past self to change the current situation, Tiya still called out in her heart with utmost anxiety.
Only too bad, “herself” couldn’t hear her inner call.
The girl stepped back, panic-stricken as she extricated herself from the youth’s embrace.
Up until this point, everything was still within Tiya’s mory.
But in the next second, an abrupt change occurred!
When she looked clearly at the youth before her again, she found his complexion unnaturally pale, his expression weak and in pain, with his clothing at the chest completely dyed red by the unceasing flow of fresh blood.
No, that’s wrong!
In an instant, Tiya seed to realize sothing was amiss.
This level of blood loss was completely different from before!
After all, at that ti she had only pierced a small amount of skin and flesh, which led to Lynn being suspected as the culprit of a series of murders and arrested, but it did not incapacitate him.
But now, the youth’s body swayed a few tis, then under her shocked gaze, he collapsed with a thud!
The blood pooled and spread in all directions.
At the sa ti, Tiya, trapped within this body, finally noticed the anomaly.
No, that’s wrong.
The location of the wound… isn’t right!
Although her past self had repeatedly declared she would kill Lynn, it was only talk, never truly intending to deliver a fatal blow.
But the situation before her eyes was completely beyond Tiya’s mory.
The blade ford by the moonlight had actually pierced the area of the youth’s heart.
That was a location undeniably fatal, the depth of the wound far surpassing anything rely threatening.
The rise and fall of the youth’s chest slowly subsided.
Until the very end, he completely lost his breath of life.
He died, on a balcony where he was never ant to die.
No…
At this mont, ripping pain pervaded her chest, an unprecedented sadness surged into her heart.
If Tiya could choose for herself, she would rather endure the previous torturous pain, than to witness the scene in front of her materialize so vividly.
But what was happening now wouldn’t change because of her personal will.
The girl had personally killed the boy she cared so much for.
Before she could recover from the intense and uncontrollable despair, the scene shifted, and the situation before her eyes changed once again.
This ti, it was the interrogation room.
Unlike the previous scene’s dire straits, this ti, the boy lay dying in her arms.
According to her original mories, these injuries were inflicted by Xiya, but they healed as if restored by the effect of Moonlight Original Liquid in the end.
This was also the first change in Tiya’s heart.
“Rest assured… Tiya…”
“I didn’t tell him anything…”
The boy slowly raised his bloodstained hand, his joints misshapen and deford due to violent dislocation occasionally, his facial features twisted together in pain.
In the last monts of life, he wanted to touch her face.
But upon seeing the blood on his hands, a hint of self-mockery and sadness flickered in his eyes. Then he slowly closed them, as if bidding farewell to the world.
He died again before Tiya’s eyes.
This ti, although it wasn’t by her direct action, the end result was still inseparably linked to her.
The girl’s emotions, already on the verge of collapse, shattered once again.
No…
She seed to be pleading for sothing, wanting to cover her eyes and ears, refusing to look at the nightmarish scene before her.
But scene after brutal scene, like actual torture, constantly devastated her heart.
In the next second, the scene changed yet again.
This ti, it switched to the night he was wanted, when he faced the King of Cruelty in the old factory.
The boy showed no fear, stepping forward. Even though he faced the pointed fingers of thousands, misunderstood by everyone, he still unhesitatingly shielded her.
A mortal body, resisting the Divine.
And the only outco of this action was a moth to the fla’s brilliant sacrifice.
Until the last second of fading consciousness, he felt guilty for his weakness, incessantly uttering words like “I’m sorry I couldn’t save everyone.”
Eventually, the boy died a grueso death, leaving the world with the stigma of a limb connector, while glory and achievents all went to those despicable nobles who orchestrated his persecution from behind the scenes.
In the world of consciousness, Tiya was already pale and weeping uncontrollably.
At this mont, even though she knew it wasn’t real, the scene before her felt all too real, making it unbearable for her.
In the end, the scene switched to the night the two parted.
At that ti, Tiya was already unconscious, so she lay immobile in his arms, with only her consciousness perceiving everything around her.
And she finally “witnessed” everything that happened on that night up-close.
Eventually, Lynn, who took all the bla for her, failed to escape the siege of the Transcendents and died on the spot.
Thus, it all ended.
Accompanied by a wave of intense unreality, the next second, Tiya found herself in a profoundly deep void.
At the sa ti, it seed like she attained so understanding of everything that had just happened.
Strictly speaking, those scenes that devastated her were not the Illusion Realm, but rather points of divergence in history.
In other words, the fixed past in her mory only needed a slight shift to lead to the worst possible outco.
Thinking carefully, all the scenes just now each ended with his death.
And every death seed to have a myriad of connections to her.
Maybe, from the start, she should not have beco involved with him.
Maybe the nuns, like Sister Gretel, were right.
As the “mistake,” she was never ant to exist in this world.
Under intense emotional conflict and struggling consciousness, Tiya’s figure began to fade.
At the sa ti, accompanied by a cold, potent surge of power, the pale moonlight converged into a phantom-like female silhouette, suspended high above the Divine Moon Gap.
The Divine Descent Ceremony, began.
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