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Chapter 407: Cardinal Lanchi Welcomes You to the Blissful Community
Chapter 407: Cardinal Lanchi Welcomes You to the Blissful Community
In the high-dimensional observation space, the Ice Snow Witch, despite still being watched by the High Priest Loren and the Grand Master of the Holy Knights from time to time, had learned to endure this pressure.
Upon reaching Level Negative Four, it could be seen that, in some ways, Sybillian was indeed a delicate child. She might stray and be deceived for a while, but it wouldn't change the innate purity and kindness in her heart.
The Ice Snow Witch couldn't see what was happening in Sybillian's illusion, only the few people who were standing still on Level Negative Four.
At this level, all beings who fell into the spell, 'The Gentle Fall', for the first time, would need an extremely long time before they could break free.
Because it was an unattainable dream, yet it felt incredibly real.
Sometimes, even knowing it was fake, one would want to deceive themselves just to look at it for one more moment, one more second.
And 'The Gentle Fall' was the ultimate magic that an ancient ninth-order great demon had achieved by pushing his innate magic to the extreme.
For the ancient great demon who possessed this magic, it was a ninth-order group control spell that didn't distinguish between enemies and allies.
Although controlling time was somewhat unstable, once used in actual combat, it almost always produced unreasonable and battle-turning effects.
As the Ice Snow Witch pondered this, she suddenly noticed that the black-haired, green-eyed girl who had been lying on the ground on the fourth level of the prison had stood up.
Her eyes were calm.
She didn't seem addicted to the dream she had just experienced, as if it had just been a novel experience.
"Those who break free from 'The Gentle Fall' are either dazed and reminiscing or palpitating with fear. Why does this girl look like she's been awake for a long time?"
The Ice Snow Witch stared at the black-haired, green-eyed girl, confused.
She couldn't understand the mental state of the girl.
This girl had even woken up earlier than the jailer whose dream she had entered.
Could it be that in the 'The Gentle Fall' dream, she had messed with the jailer's consciousness?
The Ice Snow Witch was full of doubt, having never heard of such a situation.
Perhaps the High Priest and the Grand Master of the Holy Knights, who were also in the high-dimensional space at this moment, didn't know what kind of magic 'The Gentle Fall' was, but the Ice Snow Witch knew the Great Demon Trial inside out, and she knew how absurd what she was witnessing was!
The Ice Snow Witch also didn't understand how Sybillian, in the short time she had been in the Protoss Empire, had found such a girl who exuded an eerie sense.
Compared to Sybillian, this black-haired, green-eyed girl looked much more like a true descendant of the demon tribe.
"Could it be Thalia's child?"
The Ice Snow Witch wondered.
No, even if Thalia had left a bloodline, she would have to find a being with a strong demon nature to give birth to such a talented demon offspring.
At least, Thalia herself had never given the Ice Snow Witch such a strange feeling.
The more the Ice Snow Witch thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
And she couldn't understand why the sight of this black-haired, green-eyed human girl made her think of Thalia, whom she hadn't seen in a hundred years.
Unless Thalia had also found herself a human country and, like Iphaatia, had hooked herself a rich and powerful husband?
...
As the utopian dream world began to glitch and collapse, Jailer Selena looked around in a daze.
Every word the black-haired, green-eyed boy had said to her was shaking her heart, as if destroying and negating everything she knew.
"If that young man considers the ninth-order 'Gentle Fall' to be nothing more than a game, then who will truly dominate Negative Four once they return to reality?"
If even in the realm of illusions, I am but an ant to his giant, then what meaning is there to my life and the happiness I've found after so much struggle?
Jailer Selena feared that in this state, she could easily fall prey to 'The Gentle Fall', allowing the magic to seize the opportunity and lure her into escaping reality and forgetting everything.
Soon, Selena realized she had woken up and returned to the familiar Level Negative Four of the Hellrom Prison.
However, in that instant, she noticed a pair of dazzling emerald green eyes looking directly at her.
The expression in those eyes seemed to hold concern, and the owner of those eyes had even gracefully knelt on the ground to accommodate Selena, who was half-crouching on the floor, lost in her dream.
Frightened, Selena plopped down on the ground.
"What...what do you want?"
Jailer Selena was well aware of the prison rules, which prohibited attacking other guards. Her one warning was already used up.
In the 'Gentle Fall' illusion, she couldn't outplay this black-haired, green-eyed girl.
As long as she stepped away from her current spot on the floor, she would immediately fall back into the illusion.
If she couldn't beat the girl even when she was awake, what would happen if the black-haired, green-eyed girl invaded her dreams? She dared not imagine the extent of her humiliation and how this girl would toy with her.
Even if she didn't move a step, once the cooling time of the current floor ended, she would fall back into the illusion!
In her panic, she heard a soothing voice.
"Rest assured, I won't pry into any dream you don't want me to see."
The black-haired, green-eyed girl spoke softly.
"Huh?"
Selena was certain that this girl had the ability to control her within the dream world, yet she chose to let her go?
Didn't she realize that Selena had intruded into her dream with malicious intent earlier?
"You asked me earlier if I hoped for anything good to happen today. I told you that I hoped you would find happiness. That was an honest answer, whether in reality or in dreams."
Great Poet of Love didn't move an inch as she slowed down her speech, addressing Selena.
It was as if she was telling Selena that she didn't take advantage of the vulnerable, nor did she wish to use 'The Gentle Fall' to subdue her.
"What are you trying to say? Are you pitying me or threatening me?"
Selena leaned back warily, wanting to put some distance between herself and the black-haired, green-eyed girl.
"Neither."
Great Poet of Love closed her eyes and shook her head.
"I just don't like seeing others' misfortune."
"You hypocrite! Don't think I'll believe that you're letting me off easy!"
Selena mustered her courage and scoffed at the girl's words. It was almost a reflex for her to retort.
"What do you know about happiness and misfortune? Do you even understand what I've been through?!"
Selena questioned, agitated. She felt that this girl had no idea what she was talking about.
Who was this girl to stand on the riverbank and calmly lecture someone who was drowning?
She believed that no one truly disliked seeing others' misfortune.
After all, happiness was relative; witnessing others' misfortune could make one feel fortunate, and seeing others' happiness could also highlight one's own unhappiness.
Who was she to act like a saint, claiming she couldn't bear to see others' misfortune?
(End of Chapter)
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