The memories of Cersei poured into Luo Youyou's mind like a flood. The incomplete fragments flashed back in front of her like a movie at double speed, and the focus of those fragments was that familiar face - Barlow.

During the encirclement and suppression war between the elves, witches and vampires, she deliberately revealed her flaws and let them seal her in the underworld. Because Barlow was trapped in the underworld, there was no place for him to stay in the outside world.

What she didn't expect was that while being imprisoned in the deepest part of the Hades Prison, she had no chance to see Barlow at all. Barlow almost never came to this corner, as if he didn't know at all, or simply didn't care to know that there was someone imprisoned here, let alone who was imprisoned here.

She regretted it, regretting it every moment for the two thousand years she had been imprisoned. She tried every way to escape. As long as she was free, there would always be a way to see him, even if it was just a glimpse from afar.

She successfully breathed the fresh air of the human world and deceived everyone. Everyone thought she was out for revenge and would cause unrest among the three races, but no one expected the "earth-shaking" she would bring.

She also successfully deceived Cheng Bang into thinking that their goals were the same.

Only she knew that her goal was nothing more than Barro. She had wanted to enter Luo Yun's resurrected body and merge with her soul. She could steal all of Luo Yun's memories, and then live as Luo Yun and live with Barro.

She did not leave herself a way out. Everyone thought that she had only used half of her soul, but in fact, her entire soul was in this body, or to be more precise, it was locked in this golden cage.

Luo Youyou opened her eyes in shock, looking at the dying Sissi in the cage in disbelief. Her memory overturned her impression of her. The love she gave to Barlow was so unreserved that she was willing to sacrifice everything for herself. Her love was no less than Luo Yun's love. She loved so humbly and so desperately.

Luo Youyou understood. Because she loved Baro, Circe had no intention of actually harming the vampires. They were Baro's people, and regardless of whether Baro cared about their lives or not, she felt she couldn't hurt them. Cursing the vampires was just a way to gain Cheng Bang's trust.

The memory fragment came to an abrupt end. Luo Youyou withdrew his hand and stared blankly at Sersi in the cage. She still had her eyes closed and said with a weak breath, "Defeat is defeat. No regrets."

Suddenly, a blinding white light emerged from the cage, blinding her eyes. The entire world turned white. When she opened her eyes again, the white light disappeared, along with the golden cage in front of her. Only a black crystal ball was left floating in front of her.

Luo Yun placed the crystal ball in Luo Youyou's hand and said, "This is her last strength and memory."

Luo Youyou held the heavy crystal ball, feeling mixed emotions. Perhaps it wasn't just the power and memory, but also her love for Barlow.

"Can I take it away?" Luo Youyou held the crystal ball tightly in her hand.

"Of course," Luo Yun replied. Even if Luo Youyou didn't take it with her, Barlow would have taken it. If it fell into Barlow's hands, its ultimate fate would be to turn into ashes and scatter in the air. How could Luo Yun bear it?

"Mother, I seem to... never know you." Luo Youyou's voice was hoarse.

Now, Luo Yun's soul has been restored, and she has also gained all of Circe's power, including her immortality. She no longer needs to go through the perilous First Embrace. And all of this was done by taking advantage of Circe's love for Baron. Luo Youyou suddenly felt that her father and mother were so despicable.

Circe could be an enemy; they could conquer, even annihilate, and regardless of victory or defeat, it would be a glorious battle. But doing it this way desecrated love, and the victor had no honor to speak of. She didn't want to use the word "shameful" to describe her parents, but she couldn't shake the label from her heart.

Luo Youyou's expression deeply hurt Luo Yun's heart. She bit her lower lip fiercely, her eyes reddened. "Youyou, it's not what you think."

"What's that? Father already knew what Circe was thinking, right? Why would he waste someone else's love like this?"

"Calm down first." Luo Yun grabbed Luo Youyou's arm and said anxiously.

"Are you feeling proud now? No one dares to covet your father anymore. You have no enemies, and you have gained eternal life." Luo Youyou sneered and continued, "Are you at peace?"

Luo Yun took two steps back guiltily, lowered his head slightly, and did not dare to look directly into her questioning eyes.

Was she at peace? How could she possibly be at peace? Using the love of others to gain her own immortality, trampling on the love of others to fulfill her own, she would live with guilt for the rest of her life. As long as she lived, she would constantly have to remind herself that her life was given by Circe's love for Baron. She had to carry Circe's love on her shoulders to live. That feeling was torture.

Suddenly, a huge suction force sucked Luo Youyou out of Luo Yun's spiritual world. She could feel the anger from the suction. The suction was like a tornado, sucking her in violently. She turned around in it until she was dizzy before returning to her body.

When I opened my eyes, my vision was briefly blurry, and the dizziness took a while to subside. When I refocused my vision, I saw the worried faces of Yuri and Langbai, and the tense face of Barlow, who was clearly trying to suppress his anger.

"Sersi lives, Mu Qing lives, you choose." Baroque asked with suppressed anger.

Without waiting for Luo Youyou to answer, Barlow took Luo Yun's hand and walked out without looking back. Before disappearing, he left a sentence, "Don't forget who taught you your inexplicable sense of justice."

After saying that, he disappeared like a gust of wind.

The others looked confused and didn't dare to ask anything seeing Luo Youyou's miserable look, but their eyes of concern never left her.

Luo Youyou felt a pang of guilt. It turned out this wasn't a choice at all. Either Sersi lived, or Luo Yun lived. There was no third way. Even if it was despicable, even if it was shameless, it had to be this way. She thought of Luo Yun's hesitation, her face brimming with guilt and an indescribable complex expression, and she wanted to slap herself. Yes, her inexplicable sense of justice was instilled in her by Luo Yun since she was a child. That's why it was so deeply ingrained, even when she was being swayed by the dark forces, she hadn't forgotten it.

Luo Yun... should be suffering more than me...

Luo Youyou held up the black crystal ball in her hand. This was the final proof that a generation of witches had existed. From now on, there would be no more Cersei.