The Evil God's corruption continuously converged like a dense drop of black ink blending into the Bright Moon Consciousness, tainting the originally pure and bright orb with filth.
Upon sensing the changes within her own body, Beatrice plumted into utter despair.
She struggled frantically with her last bit of strength while nurous eyes ford on her body, glaring hatefully at the distant youth.
"I... have lost..."
Compared to the ethereal, pleasing voice from before, the now twisted Beatrice, akin to an Evil God, seed to have completely lost the "beauty" of authority, appearing ghastly and horrifying.
"But... what of it..."
"Even if... I can't... kill you here... that vessel... and I... share a very strong... spiritual link..."
"Once... I fully succumb to corruption... she will certainly... suffer... the corresponding punishnt..."
At this point, Beatrice, about to fully vanish into the Dinsional Gate, revealed a spiteful expression.
"Let see..."
"See what your humans' esteed... love looks like... when a loved one becos... a twisted monster..."
"Exactly... what kind of... hideous... face will be revealed..."
Realizing all her routes of escape were blocked, Beatrice, in a mont of clarity, pronounced her resentful decree at Lynn.
This was not rely an alarmist talk.
In fact, upon its birth, this body established an unprecedented connection with Beatrice.
If not for Tiya's interference, she likely would have succeeded in reincarnating long ago.
In other words, once Beatrice accepts her fate of becoming a corrupted Evil God, all of Lynn's previous reliances would beco void.
Moreover, even Tiya herself would be implicated.
However, even after hearing Beatrice's malicious curse, Lynn, the instigator of it all, still showed no signs of emotional disturbance.
"You've ntioned what I already knew."
He calmly mobilized the last bit of Demon Power in his body and reford the Sky-covering Demon Wings.
The next second, like a teor, the youth charged towards Beatrice, who was bound by the Law Chains.
In the mont just before entering the gate, Lynn made a move that Beatrice could not comprehend no matter what.
"?!"
Suddenly, all the eyes that erged due to the mutation on Beatrice's body simultaneously widened slowly.
The young man did not seize the opportunity to escape the place of trouble but charged headfirst instead.
If it wasn't for the series of events preceding this mont as context, bystanders might think that Beatrice was the one the boy was risking his life to save.
"From the beginning, I never thought of saving myself alone," Lynn muttered, "Rather, just turning into a demon as my ultimate end would be too easy, and also an excessive contempt towards you, the Bright Moon Goddess."
"After all, what I wanted was never a victory."
"But..."
Before he could utter the words "mutual destruction," Lynn, ready to drag Beatrice into hell with him, suddenly heard a subtle crackling of space next to his ear.
At this mont, he was gripping her neck, half of his arm already inside the gate of the Bright Moon Divine Country.
It seed as if ti had slowed down infinitely at that mont.
"Lynn!!!"
Faintly, he heard Tiya's anxious call from behind.
However, before Lynn could understand the situation, a swelling yet soft sensation pressed against his back.
At the sa ti, a pair of slender arms attacked from behind, seemingly crossing spatial boundaries, clutching his body tightly into an embrace.
A familiar rose scent stirred a certain palpitation sealed deep in Lynn's mory.
Then a woman's lazy and husky voice gently echoed in his ear.
"My little dog... Your master has finally found you."
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