The moment the laurel wreath was placed on her head, El suddenly seemed to freeze in front of Baixi. Her eyes lost their luster instantly, and her once bright eyes became like colorless glass beads, empty and void, like a doll.
Bai Xi's pupils suddenly contracted. She reached out to grab El, but then heard the voice from the world's consciousness again.
"Now, immediately, kill everyone still on the floating islands, leave no one alive."
The command echoed in Bai Xi's mind, and her body instantly stiffened. An unknown emotion flashed in her eyes, and her body seemed to be frozen in time. A hoarse voice came from her mouth.
"Is this...your plan?"
She didn't say anything more to El. Bai Xi knew that El was currently in the process of having his memories erased, and nothing she did would help.
You have no right to ask.
The world consciousness simply threw those few words at her and then disappeared, leaving only Bai Xi, whose entire body felt as if it were being burned in flames.
She closed her eyes and turned around with difficulty.
That's right, she now has to carry out the orders of the world's consciousness. Otherwise, her body will be taken over by the world's consciousness, and she will be powerless to change anything else.
If we follow its commands now, there's still a possibility of change.
A deep sorrow filled her heart. More than once, Bai Xi had felt that as a puppet and pawn, she could rebel, but this time...
As she thought about it, she lifted her leg, preparing to walk into the main hall of the temple.
At the same time, she heard El's voice behind her.
"Don't...go."
A look of shock and delight flashed in Bai Xi's eyes, and she immediately turned to look at him.
El, who was having his memories erased, was now frowning and looking extremely pained as he reached out to her, slowly shaking his head like a rusty robot.
Tears streamed down the angel's face; he must have known something, and he was trying to stop Bai Xi.
But seeing him like this, Bai Xi was powerless to do anything, and a sense of helplessness filled the space between them.
"No...no, don't listen to it."
In that instant, El, who had been manipulated by the world's consciousness, seemed to have his soul break free from his body. He let out a suppressed roar and pleaded with Bai Xi.
Bai Xi remained silent, standing not far from him, not taking a single step closer, until the last glimmer of light in El's eyes went out.
"No....."
His eyes were filled with despair, but in the next second he regained his expressionless look, completely transforming into that cold and handsome archangel.
Bai Xi felt as if a hand had grabbed her heart, and the pain spread throughout her body.
'Don't forget the contract.'
The world consciousness urged again, its threat tinged with pain. Bai Xi felt as if she were being torn apart, one half of her being the impending collapse of the Seven Gods, and the other half the composure to continue executing the plan.
Finally, Bai Xi suddenly turned around and quickened her pace.
"Although I had guessed this possibility, I didn't expect you to ask me to do it myself."
Bai Xi is surprisingly calm now. Even though she is about to kill someone who is very important to her, she still has the mood to 'chat' with the world consciousness.
'You will be a supreme god in the future, possessing only divinity and devoid of humanity.'
It said.
"Yeah...."
Bai Xi lowered her eyes, conjured the scepter of the chief god in her hand, and walked into the depths of the hall with it.
At that time, the men were in various corners of the temple, having just finished their work. Perhaps they were happily waiting to hand over the task to Baixi, or perhaps they were admiring their own masterpieces.
They were unaware that their revered savior had transformed into Death, drawing ever closer to them.
...
Rosette looked at the last luminous pearl set high in the hall, a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes. He was always very confident in his work and believed that the Savior would certainly like it very much.
Unfortunately, despite spending so much time, he still couldn't move the savior.
Thinking of this, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes. He thought that with his efforts, he could win the favor of the Savior. However, after hundreds of years of getting along, the Savior would always avoid this matter, and he had no way to make a move.
However, today is probably his last chance. If his confession fails, he will have to return to the deep sea and may never see the savior again in his lifetime.
Rosette patted her face, took a deep breath, and mentally prepared herself repeatedly. Since this was her only chance, she might as well be confident, just in case...
That angel was a bit annoying.
He felt frustrated whenever he thought of El. Every time he tried to do something, El would mysteriously appear between him and the Savior. But this time, he would never be threatened by that angel again. After all, as long as he won the Savior's heart, nothing that angel could do would matter.
"Sometimes I feel like the savior actually likes me quite a bit..."
A hint of uncertainty and confusion crossed Rosette's face. In fact, he was not sure about the Savior's feelings. There were many times when he could feel that the Savior liked him quite a bit, but more often than not, it was that kind of deliberate distance that made him often wonder if he had done something wrong.
Sometimes, he could sense that the Savior was looking at someone through him.
As Rosette was thinking, he heard familiar footsteps behind him. A look of joy appeared on his face, and he immediately turned around to look at the entrance of the main hall.
He immediately cleared his mind of all those chaotic thoughts, a joyful expression appeared on his face, and he lifted his leg to walk towards Bai Xi.
"I have completed the task you assigned me. Would you like to come and check it?"
His slightly cautious question echoed throughout the hall.
But the savior in his eyes only lowered his eyes, no longer looking at him with that gentle gaze as before.
The hall was eerily silent. Rosette seemed to sense something was amiss; he pursed his lips, realizing that the Savior was acting strangely.
But he racked his brains and couldn't think of anything that could make the Savior unhappy, so he could only ask softly.
Are you sending me back to the deep sea?
That was all he could think of. Perhaps the Savior felt embarrassed to send him back immediately, so he decided to offer to do so so as not to put the Savior in a difficult position.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Savior's hand holding the scepter tremble slightly, and then the top of the scepter lit up.
Rosette stood there, almost frozen in place.
He may have been an ordinary mermaid magician five hundred years ago, but with the help of various rare and precious materials over the past five hundred years, his strength has increased significantly. How could he not sense that the light he was emitting was a lethal magic?
He remained silent for a moment, unsure of what expression to make, his bitter voice echoing in the hall.
"So, the Savior came to kill me..."
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