Chapter 243 Lin En's buzzer-beating shot

Looking at the slender hand that Iviste offered to her, the Witch of the End fell into a brief silence.

It looked just like his former extreme self was trying to reconcile with her.

However, the impatience and hidden hatred on the other's face kept reminding her that this was just a temporary truce to save Lynn.

Before this, Miss Witch even had a vague feeling that everyone would eventually die here because of the grudges between each other.

This is actually a good choice. Being able to die together with one's believers has a kind of romance and beauty like the love suicide in vernacular novels.

Of course, she could also choose to take Lin En's consciousness to the Pantheon and leave Ivester and Goddess Tia here.

However, once her past self dies, her future self will no longer exist.

She had thought of countless possibilities, but she had never expected that the scene before her would happen so vividly.

The witch lady knew very well how twisted she was a hundred thousand years ago, and how jealous and hateful she was towards her own existence.

Although it sounds strange to say this, if she put herself in Iveste's shoes, the anxiety that her believers might be abducted at any time would almost make her collapse in an instant.

Anyway, if it were her, even if she died here, she would not choose to kneel down to her future self a hundred thousand years later and rely on the other party's power to escape.

That's how it should be.

That is why the hand that Yvesette extended to her seemed so unreal.

In other words, in order to save Lynn's life, she was even able to suppress her perverse and twisted nature, temporarily put aside the anger and hatred in her heart, and choose to reconcile with her enemy.

For some reason, the witch lady who was syncing with Iviste's memory, felt the changes in her mood at this moment one hundred thousand years ago, and remained silent.

It seems that she has really been changed a lot by her believers.

But then a trace of confusion and hesitation emerged in the witch's heart.

If it were me, could I do the same thing as Yvesette? For some reason, she didn't dare to think too deeply about the key points.

It's as if once you dig deeper, you'll find that you're outshined by that guy.

"So, what are you still hesitating about?"

Iviste's voice, mixed with impatience, reached the ears of the Witch of the End in an extremely cold voice.

She came back to her senses subconsciously, felt the puzzled gazes from the two women, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You don't need to remind me."

The Witch of the End seemed to have regained her former coldness and nobility, and replied calmly.

“Bang!”

As a crisp sound rang out, the palms of the two people suddenly overlapped.

The next second, accompanied by a blazing red light rising into the sky, the witch lady who arrived here in her spiritual body and Ivisit emitted some kind of strange and harmonious vibration, as if using clapping as a signal.

An endless supply of extraordinary power surged out, like a red glow, dyeing the entire gap between the divine moon into an incomparably magnificent color.

At the same time, a vast and boundless force descended from the sky.

That power was so strong, and it contained a certain aura of "domination" and "destruction". Even from the perspective of the goddess Tia, in the long river of time and space of 100,000 years, no god could possess such supreme power.

Is this the kind of opponent I will face in the future? Watching Ivester and the Witch of the End gradually merge into one, Goddess Tia's face looked a little ugly.

Although she had already experienced the horror of Miss Witch, the scene before her still made her feel desperate.

The only good news was that the two women had a very bad relationship and it was absolutely impossible for them to form a united front, but she would not have any grudges with her past self a hundred thousand years ago.

Goddess Tia gently stroked her chest and thought silently.

At the same time, the blazing red light came and went quickly, disappearing in just a few seconds.

In the center of the light, there was only a tall white-haired woman left, with dark magic marks on her face. She stared indifferently at the planetary flesh mass high in the sky.

Her existence seemed somewhat strange, combining the different characteristics of the Witch of the End and Yvesthene, as if the two had been combined together for a very short time.

The first step of the plan is achieved.

Goddess Tia took a deep breath, and at the same time silently hugged Lin En's body in her arms, letting him rest his head on her chest.

However, this is her past self after all. Compared to the mature and graceful body she will have a hundred thousand years later, she is not yet fully developed.

Feeling the hot breath exhaled by Lin En, Goddess Tia's face flushed slightly.

"The power that can be mobilized is only enough to strike once." At this moment, the white-haired woman suddenly spoke, "After one strike, the fusion will collapse without any attack."

"So, you nymphomaniac over there, you must forcibly control this disgusting thing in front of you for at least three seconds. If you can't do it, I will kill you."

As if aware of the goddess Tia's intention to do something to Lin En, the combination of Iviste and the Witch of the End said coldly.

Seeing this, Goddess Tia came back to her senses and took a deep breath.

"Don't worry, I will do my job well."

Being able to hold Lin En tightly like this after a hundred thousand years, and the woman in front of her didn't seem to want to pursue the matter for the time being, was enough for her.

Therefore, Goddess Tia did not care about the other party's aggressive words and slowly closed her eyes.

As the second generation Moon Goddess, she possesses roughly the same authority as Beatrice.

Although it is currently weakened by the long river of time and space, it is not difficult to hinder the extremely ugly planetary flesh in front of it.

The next second, a bright white divine ring faintly emerged from behind the head of the goddess Tia.

At the same time, the planetary flesh mass that was flying quickly in the sky with its tentacles waving like a tumor suddenly stopped in place.

What a great power!!! Feeling the mythical form she had revealed, Beatrice, whose consciousness had long been polluted and turbid, sighed in her heart.

At this moment, there is no trace of the former Moon Goddess in her body anymore. It is as if she has completely abandoned her original bottom line after falling into the path of the evil god, and even her aesthetic concepts have been distorted.

He suddenly felt that the power running rampant in his body was much stronger than the purity and beauty he had once pursued.

I even had a vague thought: "Why didn't I embrace pollution earlier?"

This is the terrifying power that comes from the devil.

Even gods, after being polluted and assimilated by the whispers for a long time, will inevitably fall into the terrible abyss.

Realizing the strong thoughts filling the depths of her consciousness, Beatrice's mind was now filled with thoughts of destruction and slaughter. Only the blood and wailing of living creatures could resolve the thirst and anxiety in her heart.

kill!!!

Controlling the endless tentacles on the surface of the planet's flesh, Beatrice dispelled the gravity around her body, stared at the women in front of her with her huge vertical pupils, and slowly fell down like a doomsday disaster.

Hmm? Something seems a little off?

Is it the people? Or the number? Looking at the familiar yet strange white-haired woman in front of her, Beatrice tried her best to think, and a strong divine warning faintly emerged in her heart.

However, due to his current mythical form, he has lost almost all of his sanity, and therefore, his basic judgment and analysis of the battle situation have disappeared.

There was only one thought in His mind.

That is to kill the person in front of him, then break through the gap in the Divine Moon and fly towards the large city above that is emitting the breath of millions of lives.

At this moment, Grostin seemed to be facing the danger of the evil god's coming again.

However, compared to the last Tomb of the Dead incident in the old factory, what is about to be born is not a wisp of consciousness like Kushustein, but a real fallen evil god.

Anyone who stands in my way will die!

Beatrice growled in a low voice.

However, the ugly body that had transformed into a mythical form only emitted a "chi chi" sound like a sound wave, which spread in the vast space of the Divine Moon Gap, making people's scalps numb.

“.”

He stared at the white-haired woman in front of him in silence, but found that there didn't seem to be any fear of his appearance on her face. Instead, there was a kind of indifference that looked down on everything.

This look instantly angered Beatrice.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly discovered that the white-haired woman floating high in the sky suddenly clenched her hands and placed them on her chest, as if she was holding a long sword upright, staring at the cold edge of the blade without saying a word.

The next second, a huge door that was comparable to the gate of the kingdom of God behind him pierced through the extremely fragile extra-dimensional space here and came crashing down! It was a gate to the underworld made of blood and corpses. If you were familiar with Yvestre, you would easily recognize it. This was another of her signature abilities besides the bloody thorns.

Once she uses this ability, she can borrow extremely powerful force from the death space behind the blood gate for a very short period of time and burst out instantly.

Yvesette didn't know where this door led to, only the witch knew it very well.

Just like the door to the Kingdom of God floating behind Beatrice, the bloody door they possessed also led to a place called the Kingdom of God.

That is the kingdom that the future Ivisette will build after she becomes a god.

"Gada gada gada."

With a creepy sound of bones rubbing against each other, two skeletal hands as thick as mountains, entangled with bloody rivers and endless wailing shadows, slowly stretched out from the door, like the posture of the white-haired woman, with both hands clenched, and then a blazing red light burst out from the palms! As the power continued to spread, a huge blood-red sword blade that seemed to pierce through the world appeared in the palms of the skeletal hands.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The pair of skeletal hands seemed to be an extension of the white-haired woman's arms, and they were slowly raised upwards as she moved.

Then, like a world-destroying thunderbolt, it carried a terrifying might and turned into a red sword light, slashing down quickly as if it weighed a thousand pounds! Beatrice was about to control the tentacles around her body to condense into a solid body to block the attack, but the next second, a sudden sense of mental stagnation swept over her body.

For a moment, He suddenly felt that the authority in His body had disappeared, as if it had been stolen.

He subconsciously turned his giant vertical pupil and looked in the direction of his thoughts.

She was a girl who looked like a moon goddess. She was holding a young man whose life or death was unknown. Her eyes were closed and behind her head was a moon halo that she felt very familiar with.

Damn thief! Anger seized Beatrice.

The next second, a strong mental shock followed the giant vertical pupil's line of sight and poured into the other party's deep consciousness.

With a cry of pain, the halo behind the girl's head shattered into countless pieces, and blood slowly flowed out from her seven orifices. It was obvious that she had suffered an unprecedented severe blow.

However, including the pause in his thinking just now, it ultimately took him several seconds.

When he came to his senses again, the huge blood-red blade that had created the world had already struck him in the face.

"boom--!!!"

Accompanied by a strong tremor that shook the space, a flash of light appeared, and the blood-red giant sword instantly embedded itself into the center of the planet's flesh like a hot knife cutting through butter.

"grumble--!!!"

The countless tentacles on the planet's fleshy surface entangled and twisted, making a sharp sound that made one's teeth ache.

It hurts so much!

Damn ants!!! Feeling the pain, the mythical form of Beatrice was stimulated to unleash unprecedented potential, and suddenly burst into an extremely evil black light.

At the same time, the blood-red giant blade that was about to split the planet's flesh into two smoothly just now stopped abruptly and got stuck in the opponent's huge body.

It seemed as if I could no longer make any progress.

not good!!!

Feeling the warm blood flowing slowly from her nose and eyes, even though her brain hurt as if a red-hot iron rod was inserted into it and stirred around, Goddess Tia still tried to stay conscious, straightened her back, and hugged Lin En tightly in her arms, shielding him from the turbulent power around him.

At the same time, looking at the bloody giant blade tightly grasped by the skeleton hand, his face gradually turned pale.

Even though the two merged into one briefly, it was still far from reaching Miss Witch's peak state. It was still a little short of being able to kill the god with one blow.

Beatrice was no standing still target.

After sensing the pain and danger, the potential in his body erupted like never before, to the point that he was able to compete with the combined witch lady in a short period of time.

However, the goddess Tia knew very well that before she left, the Witch of the End had told her that if this attack failed, the fusion would collapse without a fight.

By then, having lost their only means of direct output, they will no longer be able to fight against the mythical form of Beatrice.

This is undoubtedly a desperate situation.

Is that the end?

Goddess Tia gritted her teeth, blood flowed from the corners of her lips, her consciousness was on the verge of shattering, and she was inspired by the entity in the Pantheon.

No matter what, Tia, the Saint of Silence, is only at the fourth level at this moment.

It was already extremely difficult not to die on the spot under the gaze of the planetary flesh mass just now.

And what can one ask for from a transcendent who hasn't even reached the fifth-level legend?

At this moment, cracks appeared on the surface of the skeleton hand holding the sword with both hands, and the bloody giant blade also dimmed a little, and it looked like it would disintegrate at any time.

The white-haired woman was even paler and her breathing was disordered. She was barely maintaining her body with her last breath and was unwilling to take a step back no matter what.

At this moment, the struggle between the Witch of the End and Beatrice has reached the most critical moment. It is like a scale barely maintaining a fragile balance, which can be broken with just a slight touch.

However, if there is no external intervention, the result will be the dissolution of the union of the two women, leading to failure and ultimately a miserable ending.

Looking at the terrible situation in front of her that seemed like the end of the world, the goddess Tia looked down at the young man with his eyes closed in her arms, with a hint of tenderness and nostalgia in her eyes.

At least let him get out alive.

With this thought in mind, even though she was already exhausted, Goddess Tia closed her eyes again.

She will use up her last bit of strength to break the tense struggle between the Witch of the End and Beatrice.

The result of doing so would be that Saint Tia's already extremely weak consciousness would be completely wiped out. At the same time, she would no longer exist in a hundred thousand years.

I had just met the man I loved, but before I could even say a word to him, we were separated forever again.

I'm so unwilling.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

Rather than living alone in the world, she hoped that Lin En could live well with her beliefs.

After all, even a woman like Yvestre could temporarily put aside her hatred and prejudice against the Witch of the End in order to save Lynn.

If you can't even make such a sacrifice, isn't it a bit too petty? The next second, the moon halo that was completely shattered under the gaze of the evil god gathered behind his head with great difficulty.

However, at this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Things like buzzer-beating shots should be left to the real protagonists." The young man's palm gently covered the goddess Tia's shoulder, sending her a reassuring energy, "After all, this is a story that started with me."

In an instant, a feeling of disbelief overwhelmed my heart.

This voice was like a ray of light in a desperate situation, coming from the horizon and breaking through the dark night.

Tears instantly welled up in the corners of Goddess Tia's eyes, and she subconsciously wanted to open her eyes and take a good look at him.

“Don’t open your eyes. Continue to maintain the connection between yourself and Beatrice.” Lin En stopped her, wiped the blood from his lips, and slowly stood up. “Logically speaking, this body was originally the vessel chosen by Him for Himself. In addition, you in the future will inherit His authority, so this connection will also deepen a lot.”

"Not only power, but even memories can be shared through this connection. Your previous action of manipulating authority to cause his mind to stagnate is the most powerful proof of this."

"So, in order to break the struggle between Miss Witch and Him, you are the most important breakthrough point."

Goddess Tia followed his request and subconsciously asked: "What should I do?"

"You don't need to do too much. As long as you can create a flaw in Beatrice's mind, it will be enough." Staring at the stalemate in the sky, Lin En's mouth suddenly raised a smile. "Since you can even share memories, then considering that "She" has an extremely strong hatred for men, what you need to do is very simple."

"Tia, do you remember what you did to me in bed that night when we escaped?"

(End of this chapter)