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Chapter 878: Medium Blood and the Heart Lake
Chapter 878: Medium Blood and the Heart Lake
My daughter... Ellie is the root of our clan's tragedy?
Upon hearing the revelation from the Crying Doll, Emma's first reaction was to dismiss it as nonsense. However, after locking eyes with the doll, an eerie and almost instinctual feeling welled up within her.
Perhaps what it said was true!
...
"According to my understanding, a long, long time ago, that deer had already set its sights on you... or rather, on your entire clan."
Observing Emma, who struggled to maintain her silence, but whose eyes betrayed a hint of fear, the Crying Doll couldn't help but smirk. Then, with its two glass eyes filled with malice, it began to explain:
"Your human kingdom is allied with the Sorceress Kingdom, and the two have been exchanging visits for hundreds of years, with numerous intermarriages between them. Among your Treasure Flower Clan's ancestors, several had married mediums from the Sorceress Kingdom.
You, who have inherited the Medium Blood, are a very special group among humans. You are naturally closer to death than other living beings, making you the perfect vessel for the deceased..."
"Nonsense!"
Interrupting the Crying Doll, Emma, her face ashen, retorted through gritted teeth:
"Even if my ancestors did marry mediums from the Sorceress Kingdom, no one in our clan has ever learned their Medium Secrets! It's impossible for us to have the talent to become mediums!"
"Hehe, you've misunderstood one thing."
The Crying Doll chuckled at her words, then explained calmly:
"Lack of talent in learning secrets doesn't mean you haven't inherited the traits of your bloodline. It's true that your clan has fully inherited the Medium Blood. If you still don't believe it, why don't you recall your own experiences?"
"Experiences?"
"Your experience of turning back on the No Return Path after your first death and forcefully returning to the living world."
The Crying Doll moved its creaking wooden body and spoke at a leisurely pace:
"After discovering your daughter's soul in the Netherworld, you temporarily broke free from the constraints of the No Return Path due to your anger and unwillingness, turning death into life and returning to the mortal realm... Don't you realize that this goes against the rules of the Netherworld?"
"What... rules?"
"Of course, the rules of the No Return Path."
Glancing at Emma's increasingly pale face, the Crying Doll couldn't help but smile. It continued its explanation:
"For all the deceased, the restrictions of the No Return Path are absolute. Under the True Gods, there is no possibility of any soul breaking free.
Many people die in the mortal world every day, and there are plenty who are more unwilling, angrier, and more hateful than you. Why is it that only you managed to break free from the No Return Path?"
"I..."
"There's only one answer: you possess an extremely high concentration of Medium Blood.
The ability to frequently cross the boundary between life and death is the very talent required to become a medium, and you are the most outstanding individual in the entire Treasure Flower Clan in this regard."
At this point, the Crying Doll intentionally paused, giving Emma, who was deeply shocked, some time to process the information. Then, with a look of admiration, it said:
"You may not realize how precious you are in the eyes of us, the rulers of the Netherworld.
While the mediums in the Sorceress Kingdom are also close to death, to prevent them from getting lost in death, their souls are 'locked' by the secrets after they come into contact with the Medium Secrets, preventing them from slipping into the Netherworld prematurely.
And you are different. You possess the most exceptional spiritual mediumship talent, yet you are not a native of the Sorceress Kingdom. As a child, you didn't undergo their screening for secret art qualifications, nor did you learn any mediumship secrets.
So, your unrestrained soul can wander freely between life and death. And the child you gave birth to, before truly understanding life and death and learning to distinguish between the two, is both a living being and a deceased one, naturally able to accommodate the souls of us 'deceased' beings."
After explaining the reason why the Treasure Flower Clan would be targeted by the flesh-receiving doe, Emma, whose body was trembling slightly, as if she had already guessed something, couldn't help but smile bitterly. The crying doll then revealed with malicious intent:
"After discovering this wonderful treasure, that doe divided a part of her soul in advance. Taking advantage of your unconscious crossing of life and death, she inserted this fragment into the soul that slipped into the Netherworld, preparing to use you to nurture the body she needed.
But even if it's just a fragment of less than one percent, her soul, belonging to the ruler of the Netherworld, is still too immense for a human child to bear. The doe's will couldn't manifest, and it could only remain dormant within your daughter's body.
The only way to awaken her will is to create a grand enough sacrifice, gathering thousands of deceased souls with similar bloodlines, the same root, and origin as that child, to distribute her overly vast will. Only then can the doe truly awaken from her slumber... So, do you understand now?"
As Emma's soul in front of her was in complete turmoil and her eyes gradually lost their luster, the crying doll anticipated hearing a wonderfully sorrowful cry. Her mouth stretched into a wide grin, and she spoke with delight:
"The daughter you've been longing for is not truly your daughter at all. She is merely a vessel created by that mother deer to descend into the mortal world, using you as a conduit.
And it is for this vessel's 'birth' that your parents, sisters, brothers, and friends have all died in front of you, filled with resentment and hatred towards you."
Huh?!
Ellie... isn't my daughter? Just a vessel created by the flesh-receiving doe?
After hearing the crying doll's words, Emma's inner suspicions were confirmed, and she couldn't help but feel the world spinning. It was as if something within her was collapsing.
Lyon had given her the courage to persevere, but Ellie was her only family, her last emotional support, and her pillar of strength during these days of torment.
The information revealed by the crying doll was like destroying more than half of this pillar, completely shattering her already fragile soul's defenses. An unimaginable wave of pain instantly surged into her heart.
However, just as this sharp pain was about to explode into a heart-wrenching cry within Emma's heart, a gaping hole suddenly appeared in the center of her heart lake.
To the crying doll's astonishment, the pain that was almost overflowing from Emma's soul, like seawater pouring into a deep sea trench, vanished in the blink of an eye!
Then, a male hand with bulging veins eerily emerged from her heart, grabbing her throat!
(End of Chapter)
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