Capítulo 492: Chapter 259: I Really Like Seeing You Cry for
Even though Morgana’s heart is sealed, her will can still penetrate the seal, tempting mortals to fall into eternal darkness.
Lynn could even feel that this heart seed to have its own consciousness, trying to establish so kind of connection with him.
He knew very well that once Morgana’s heart rged with Hillena, then Hillena would no longer be purely human, becoming a half-human, half-demon being, and gradually be corrupted by Morgana’s consciousness…
Three years ago in the capital, he had witnessed a public execution of a half-demon. Those unfortunate humans tainted by demonic breath were tied to the stake and burned for a whole day, until even their bones turned to ashes.
“It’s better than being dead.”
Lynn said hoarsely, his voice seeming to co from far away.
Lynn knelt on one knee, bringing his ear close to Hillena’s lips. Her breath was so faint it was almost imperceptible, with intervals between heartbeats so long it was suffocating.
No doubt, the longer the delay, the slimr Hillena’s chances of survival.
But Lynn suddenly realized sothing: whether Hillena would want to beco a half-human, half-demon being. After all, she is the Great Imperial Princess of the Saint Laurent Empire, destined to beco the Empress, admired by millions.
“I leave the choice to you.” After pondering, Lynn placed the Demon Heart between her clasped hands, “If you want to live, hold my hand.”
The surroundings fell into dead silence, with only the night wind blowing, making a sobbing sound.
Lynn gazed at Hillena’s face, awaiting a response.
A tear fell on Hillena’s eyelash, sliding down her pale skin, as if she was crying too.
Lynn suddenly leaned down, resting his forehead on her shoulder.
“For the past twenty years, Your Highness’s identity and the supre throne have been everything in your life… now, losing these pillars, you stand at the crossroads of destiny, devoured by confusion and despair.” Lynn’s voice trembled, “I’m sorry to put you in this position of choice.”
“But if you have even a little affection for , if there’s a bit of reluctance in your heart, if you don’t know how to go on living…”
His voice sounded sowhat broken: “Then, please live for , Hillena.”
After saying this, Lynn buried his face deep in Hillena’s chest, praying for a miracle to occur.
Ti passed by the second.
The body in Lynn’s arms grew colder, and hope froze along with it.
Could it really be… no hope?
He closed his eyes in despair.
But just then, a faint tremor ca from his fingertips.
Lynn’s eyes snapped open, seeing that pale hand gently gripping his fingers.
Lynn lifted his head abruptly—Hillena’s fingers were slightly curling, her fingertips touching Morgana’s heart.
“She… she’s made a choice…” Lida exclaid, stepping back.
Before Lynn could feel joy, he saw Hillena suddenly open her eyes.
“Lin… Lynn…” her voice seed to co from a great distance, “I… really like…”
“…the way you cry for .” She completed the sentence, a familiar smile tugging at her lips.
“Welco back.” He said softly, wiping the tears from her face.
“There’s not much ti.” The voice of the Divine Tree echoed in the city, ancient and hoarse, “If you’re to save her, you must start the ritual now.”
Lynn took a deep breath and looked up at the Divine Tree.
“Please, tell the exact steps.” Lynn stood up, raising the Demon Heart above his head.
The light burst forth, illuminating the entire Morol City.
“First, you need to release the first layer of seal.” The branches of the Divine Tree gently swayed, “Use your blood to sar the seven Sealing Runes on the heart’s surface.”
Lynn drew the dagger from his waist, without hesitation, made a cut on his palm. The blood dripped onto the Demon Heart, imdiately absorbed.
As he sared the runes one by one according to the instructions, the heart’s beating grew more intense, as if sothing was awakening.
“Ah!” Lida suddenly scread, stumbling back a few steps, “Traveler, your eyes!”
Lynn blinked, feeling a sting. He turned to the puddle of water beside him, seeing his reflection with eyes now the sa color as the Demon Heart.
But Lynn did not care, he knew Morgana even more than the ancient Divine Tree.
Morgana’s power far surpassed that of ordinary High-dinsional Demons, beings like the “King of Cruelty” were nothing before her.
Lynn forced himself to look away, continuing with his task. As the last rune was covered in blood, the Demon Heart suddenly burst forth with blinding light, and then, a spectral figure erged from the heart.
It was a breathtakingly beautiful woman, with perfect features and curves, but with three pairs of pitch-black wings spread behind her.
Her eyes, now like Lynn’s, deep and dark as the eternal night, akin to a black hole.
“Ah, finally…” Morgana stretched, her voice as sweet as honey, yet making every nerve in Lynn’s body tense, “How long has it been? A million years? Or two million? Thank you, dear, for releasing from that dreary cage.”
Lynn looked at her: “You are Morgana.”
“I once was.” The demon woman giggled, “Now, I’m the lifeline of your lovely little Hillena, am I not?”
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