Chapter 197 Who kidnapped my puppy? !

Inside the Pantheon.

“Click, click, click.”

The fine and clear sound of shattering echoed in the empty hall, instantly bringing the Witch of the End back to her senses from her thoughts.

When she realized what had happened, a strange look suddenly appeared on her face.

Full of unprecedented surprise and astonishment.

Obviously.

Even she had never expected that the Chain of Order would change again not long after the seal was reinforced.

It was clear that before this, he had just been cut off from all means of communication with his own believers and could only stay alone in the hall waiting for the result.

I never thought that in the blink of an eye, there would be results.

Judging from the extent to which the chains of order were broken, the deviation of fate this time seemed to be far beyond his expectations.

The witch lady stared blankly at the clearly visible deep cracks on the reinforced seal.

Although the power of the seal still gave her a headache, at least she had recovered a small part of her strength.

According to the Witch of the End's estimation, the power she can mobilize now is about twice that before the seal was reinforced - in other words, the impact and interference on reality will also increase accordingly.

What on earth did the believers do? If it wasn't for the kind of fate deviation that was enough to completely change a person's future, it would be impossible to reach this point.

Will he be in danger?

Will my previous actions bring him additional pressure, forcing him to do something risky?

Miss Witch frowned slightly and suddenly felt a little regretful.

The next second, with a torrent of memories pouring into her mind, the incident of Kushustan's advent and a series of events that happened after that flooded into her mind.

As the memories were read one by one, even the witch herself did not notice that her bright red eyes were flickering and her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she had encountered something annoying.

Just when the memory was being read to the most critical point, everything related to Lin En came to an abrupt end.

Miss Witch took a deep breath.

She knew very well that this was due to Lin En's characteristic of being "world impurity".

Once the other party is out of the sight of his past self, the Third Princess Ivester, for too long, he will completely disappear in the course of history, and there will be no trace of him even in the next 100,000 years.

Only traces from the past indicate that "Lynn Bartleon" ever existed.

What happened after that night? Who took him away? All kinds of doubts emerged in the witch's mind, causing her expression to change.

After a while, she suddenly realized that with the degree to which the seal was broken at this moment, she might be able to do the same thing as in the past, crossing time and space and descending into the body of a believer.

Although interfering with the past would cause great damage to one's own vitality, he could not care less about that at the moment.

Thinking of this, the witch lady slowly closed her eyes and easily sensed the anchor mark of the believer Lin En in her spiritual world.

In the past, I had been connected to him through this mark, or had brought him across time and space to the Pantheon.

However, there is one thing that is very important.

As mentioned before, in this world, no matter how powerful a god is, he cannot affect the river of time, nor can he interfere with the past and the future.

Logically speaking, after being defeated by the God Ancestor Shia, the sealed witch lady should not be able to do the same.

But she happened to be the exception among the gods.

Of course, her strong strength is a factor, but it is not the most important factor.

The key lies in Lynn, the variable of this world.

He alone is special and has no past or future.

in other words.

If the world is compared to a book, and the passage of time represents the number of pages in the book, then Lynn is equivalent to a leaf sandwiched in the book.

The book will be turned to the page at which he exists in the space and time at the moment and will be observed.

In other words, if one wants to interfere with time and space, Lin En is that indispensable and important node.

Without him, not even Miss Witch would be able to influence the past.

This is why, even if the gods living one hundred thousand years later knew the direction of the future, they could not cross time and space to strangle Ivester in the cradle.

Even the will of the world will not allow such a thing to happen, otherwise everything will be messed up.

“.”

Accompanied by powerful mental fluctuations, the witch lady gently touched the mark of God's Chosenness of her believers, trying to call the other party.

However, there was no response for a long time.

Although the Mark of God's Chosen One can maintain the connection between the two people, in a sense, it is one-way.

Even if he had possessed me previously and had brought me to the Pantheon several times, I would not have been able to do such a thing even if I were ten times more powerful without his subconscious permission.

The silence in the other party's spiritual world at the moment showed that Lin En was not in a good condition at the moment.

That’s not all.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but from the mark of God's choice, Miss Witch vaguely sensed an extremely chaotic fate, as if a ball of thick threads was shuttling back and forth in his body, constantly affecting the trajectory of his future.

Seeing this, her face suddenly changed.

What on earth happened?!

Why is there a mysterious aura associated with that existence? !

The expression of the Witch of the End suddenly became extremely ugly, but she did not hesitate at all. Red divine light burst out from her whole body. In the depths of her bright red eyes, there was a faint flickering and rotating vast star map.

Now that her believers were in danger, she decided to take the risk.

But at this moment, the End Witch's heart moved slightly, and she suddenly had some strange premonition.

It was as if, once I took action, some unknown changes would occur between the past and the present.

It is difficult to say whether this change is good or bad, but it will have a certain impact on the Pantheon, which is supposed to remain unchanged.

Miss Witch took a deep breath.

The worst outcome is that the seal is reinforced again, or the Sword of Damocles arrives ahead of schedule.

Either way, she was mentally prepared.

“Buzz!”

Accompanied by a strong fluctuation of divine power, the Witch of the End took action.

In an instant, a red light appeared and the temple roared.

She hadn't used her full strength for a long time, but now she once again displayed her power.

As for whether this will arouse the vigilance and spying of the gods, it is not something that needs to be considered at the moment.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Miss Witch released all the strength in her body, slowly opened her eyes, and spread her palms upwards.

At this moment, she was holding tightly in her hands a ball of tangled, glowing threads. Each thread seemed to have life, circling back and forth, looking incredibly magical.

This ball of thread, woven together from countless mysterious silk threads, was the culprit that caused the current abnormal condition of its believers.

This is the divine power of destiny.

It is difficult to say how powerful it is, but it is closely related to the will of the world and is extremely weird.

If it is not removed from his body in time, his life may be in danger.

Besides, where did he get such a power from? Being associated with that mysterious guy was not a good thing.

Miss Witch frowned slightly.

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Even though he was extremely anxious, he was unable to appear beside the believers immediately.

In other words, it has almost become a vicious circle.

If it wasn't for the purpose of getting her out of trouble as quickly as possible, the believers probably wouldn't have used such an extremely dangerous method.

Thinking of this, a hint of guilt flashed across the witch lady's cold eyes, and she sighed imperceptibly.

She gently put away the thread of fate, studied it carefully after making her decision, then slowly turned around, lifted her skirt, and prepared to walk up the stairs.

However, before she could take a step with her white bare feet, she stopped instantly when she saw something strange.

At the same time, the pair of bright red pupils dilated slightly.

This was the first time in her long time in the Pantheon that she showed such a surprised expression, except for matters concerning her own believers.

Of course, it's no wonder that Miss Witch would be so shaken.

It was just because the scene before her was too shocking and completely exceeded her expectations.

No wonder.

No wonder I suddenly had a premonition from the divine just now.

Perhaps, it was because he had caused unprecedented interference in the past, so that it affected the Pantheon?

But why is it her?

What did the believers do a hundred thousand years ago? At this moment, all kinds of messy thoughts emerged in her mind, making Miss Witch feel unprecedented confusion.

She stared blankly at the things in front of her, unable to utter a word.

It was a carriage-sized, bright white cocoon of light woven like moonlight, emitting a quiet and gentle power. It seemed to be covered by layers of gauze on the surface, so one could only vaguely see what was inside.

Because the light cocoon appeared too abruptly and did not even produce any power fluctuations, the witch lady was completely unable to detect it.

She even felt a sense of destiny.

It was as if it had always existed in this hall, accompanying her.

Miss Witch looked intently.

I saw a beautiful elf girl, wearing a spotless white dress, sleeping peacefully in the center of the light cocoon.

"Your Highness, there is still no news about Lin En."

"Waste. Waste!!!"

In the study, accompanied by a series of clanging sounds, the woman's hoarse rebukes and insults could be clearly heard. She was extremely angry.

A whole night has passed since the incident in the Tomb of the Dead.

But until now, the subordinates have not found any trace of Lin En.

The other party seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. After leaving the old factory, he completely disappeared in Grostin.

In addition to them, there are countless forces in the entire imperial capital that are looking for or hunting him, so now it is a race against time. Any delay will put him in danger.

Therefore, Iviste, who was already in a very bad mood, completely exploded and gave these idiots a severe lesson.

Seeing this, the subordinates were silent and dared not say a word.

Perhaps it was because that guy was not around that the princess turned back into the irritable and arrogant woman she used to be.

Or maybe she had never changed from the beginning to the end, but Lin En's existence concealed this.

But just when everyone was pretending to be stupid, a little genius suddenly had an idea.

Graya raised her voice slightly and said, "Your Highness, I heard rumors that the Saint of the Church of Silence also disappeared with Lin En. Is this true?"

As the words slowly fell, the expressions of everyone present froze, and then they looked at Graya with eyes that seemed to want to strangle him to death.

Graya smiled awkwardly.

Damn it! Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?! Why do you have to bring it up at this time?! Not to mention how much truth there is in it, don’t you know what kind of personality your highness has?!

As expected.

The next second, accompanied by a suffocatingly cold pressure and murderous intent, Iviste's bright red eyes looked over.

It's gonna be bad!

Everyone was wailing in their hearts.

However, now that things have come to this, there is nothing they can do. They can only curse Graya as a stupid teammate in their hearts and pray that His Highness will spare their lives.

Fortunately, right now, she still needs the help of these subordinates.

"Three days." Her voice was cold and terrifying. "Three days, either find him, or..."

Although the second half of the sentence was not spoken, everyone was very clear about the weight behind it.

If they really can't find Lynn, then they probably have no chance of survival.

“Yes, sir!!!”

Watching her subordinates running around in fear, Yvesette slowly covered her cheeks and took a deep breath.

The desire to destroy and kill deep in my heart is almost uncontrollable.

The breath coming from her throat was trembling and hot, indicating that Yvesette's true nature was about to be exposed and her mental collapse was about to exceed a certain critical point.

"Damn it"

(ps: This chapter is a bit short, there is another chapter in the morning.) (End of this chapter)