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Chapter 833 Ah, yes, yes, yes
"Yes, I should save your life."

"it is my responsibility."

"The blade of the law is the child of the golden tree, and you are His child; you cannot die."

"Yeah…"

"Yes, the first thing I should do when I wake up is to save you, not to go looking for some demon descendant."

...

Dillash reached out and touched Joan Byrne's face.

With the influx of abundant golden blessings, her broken and decaying bloodline began to regain its vitality, her rotten flesh and blood regenerated, and her soul began to find an opportunity to merge with her body.

This right should have belonged to all disciples who received the blessing of the Golden Tree, but in this day and age, it is nothing short of a miracle.

Joan Byrne is brought back to life.

The fracture in her neck healed rapidly, and all the rotten tissue on the stump was discarded and disappeared.

The golden blessing gave her the gentlest embrace, awakening this soul that had endured too much injustice and humiliation.

...

Byrne opened his eyes.

She saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face.

She remembered Dirac.

This person betrayed the Golden Law and sided with the Shadow when he first entered the world of lucidity.

During the Blood Moon, he once again hindered himself from reclaiming the Eye of Thinking.

This is an apostate, a deserter.

But now he is bathed in the most powerful and pure blessing of the tree god.

This left Byrne feeling very confused and bewildered.

She had imagined all sorts of scenes she would see when she opened her eyes after being reborn, but right now, in the empty warm bed hall, she could not see her teacher, nor her junior brother, nor any of the other members of the Golden Clan.

Only the defector, Dirac.

...

"It's you…"

Byrne was confused.

She didn't know what to do.

Perhaps she should refuse the help of that blasphemous traitor, but at this moment, she had exhausted all her remaining strength and did not even have the ability to refuse the blessing he was sending.

But this is only temporary.

After the Blood Moon, the faith of all citizens and believers of the Golden Kingdom in the Golden Tree was transferred to the One and Only Blade of Law. The moment Bain awoke, the dormant faith surged forth like a storm.

...

All the people of Gold sensed the awakening of the blade, and even those who were asleep seemed to hear the Tree God whispering this good news in their ears.

The people of Gold all came out of their houses. Outdoors, they only needed to look up to see the galaxy formed by the faith of thousands of people, converging into the golden tree's welcome under the night sky, once again providing that long-lost shade.

The believers bowed and worshipped.

The same scene was playing out in every corner of the entire golden kingdom.

...

The followers of the tree god within the temple naturally noticed this as well; the elders, disciples, saintesses, black-blade assassins, and the Golden Knights all sensed it.

The blade of the law has come alive.

What's going on here?

Has the Golden Tree returned and its blessing taken effect?

……

The council of elders, led by Hastings and Luque, were rushing to the Incubation Hall to find out what was going on.

Meanwhile, the rest of the followers had already begun to cheer and celebrate.

The choir nuns played melodious sacred music to welcome the return of the Blessed One.

All members of the Knights stood around the thousand steps of the temple, waiting for the golden tree shadow to reappear.

...

The jubilant atmosphere lasted for about three to five minutes.

Then, with a piercing roar that exploded high in the sky, some turbid, ghostly substances seeped out from beneath the Golden Law Temple, flowing upwards like gushing springs, eventually converging and colliding in the air, exploding like fireworks, turning into countless small black fragments that scattered in all directions.

The hymn stopped abruptly.

The scent of death began to permeate the air.

It should be noted that at this time, almost all the citizens of the Golden Kingdom were gathered in open areas such as streets, alleys, and squares.

The "pieces" falling from the sky only appear small because of their great distance. In reality, people only realize how terrifyingly huge the object is when it falls right in front of them, trailing black smoke.

The black aura emitted by the first fragment that fell onto a square instantly covered the entire square.

Immediately afterward, a horrifying array of arthropods began to surge out of the smoke.

"ah--!!!!!"

The screams roused the bewildered crowd.

The innate fear of subterranean demons and otherworldly creatures deeply ingrained in the genes of the Golden People was finally triggered at this moment.

Many people were dismembered and devoured before they could even react to what was happening, becoming part of the limbs of the dark creatures.

Arthropods either resemble centipedes like the Faith Worm, or they are a combination of scorpions and spiders. Since their emergence, they have been constantly evolving and transforming. After killing and devouring the flesh and blood of some living people, they quickly grow new limb structures and transform into more powerful and terrifying forms.

...

Just minutes before, people were still immersed in the wonderful vision of the golden tree's return, feeling that they had seen hope for the golden kingdom again.

But hope is fleeting; when you turn around suddenly, your familiar hometown has become a living hell.

...

That profound creation evolved from chaos, originating from the other end of the abyss rift deep within the underground prison.

However, the real terror of the feast is not these materialized, mysterious life forms; what people should truly fear are those things they cannot see.

It is a twisted golden tree lurking in the abyss.

It is the dark side of the Golden Tree that has existed for a long time.

The terrifying figure that Colin was witnessing.

The will of the upside-down golden tree.

...

……

The first to be affected by this will was naturally the chosen one, Dirac.

This will was directed at him.

As Joan Byrne awoke and began to receive the blessing from the Chosen One, Dirac's eyes began to change.

Byrne discovered this.

She saw the man so close to her first frown, and a hint of confusion and bewilderment appeared in his originally clear and firm eyes.

Then, from confusion, he became dull and speechless.

Then came deathly silence.

...

His will was undergoing a terrible transformation, a transformation that sent chills down Byrne's spine.

But there was nothing Byrne could do.

She was unable to move as the golden blessing power emanating from Dirasha's palm began to slowly weaken, eventually severing the transmission altogether. She felt fear, especially since she was conscious but unable to take any self-rescue measures; this fear quickly escalated into extreme terror.

Byrne's two-handed longsword was right beside him, within arm's reach.

She tried to reach for the sword hilt, but her hands wouldn't obey her commands.

After struggling for a moment, she suddenly realized that Dillah Shaw, who had been expressionless, was staring at her with a bunch of pure black eyes.

The moment their eyes met, her soul felt as if it had been severely wounded, causing a tearing pain.

...

"its not right……"

“No, no…”

The portrait of Dila is like that of a demon.

He began to deny himself.

"not like this."

"That's not right..."

"I shouldn't have saved you; it wasn't my duty."

"No, no, no..."

...

His hand, which had been resting on Byrne's forehead, slowly moved to Byrne's neck.

"No, no."

...

"Wait...wait!" Byrne was breathing rapidly, her eyes bloodshot.

However, no matter how much she struggled, she could only manage to utter the words "wait" in the end.

then……

Click.

Dillasho then broke her neck.

Byrne's body, which had been radiating vitality, turned pale and stiff again.

The expression of astonishment, fear, and confusion remained fixed on her face, but now her neck was tilted to the left as she lay flat. The tilted head posture resembled the action a person would make when confused. She must have been very confused about these few short minutes after her resurrection.

...

……

but!

Dillah Shaw was still struggling.

Not long after the golden tree on his chest turned into an upside-down totem, it gradually transformed from ferocious to sacred, and new branches sprouted from its trunk.

Its eyes also transformed from jet black back into golden radiance.

So he started again:

"Wrong...no, no..."

"Ah, yes, yes..."

"That's right, that's right."

Looking at the "crooked neck" Byrne on the warm bed, Dillah Shaw's face showed a look of regret.

He placed his palm back on Byrne's forehead.

The golden blessing surged into that mutilated body once more.

Byrne inexplicably came back to life once again.

...

"This……"

She felt like she was having a dream.

A nightmare I couldn't understand.

In her dream, she saw another form of Dirasha, whose blessing had become corrupted, whose golden will had become twisted, and whose dark side had taken over.

...

And soon, the situation that Byrne feared occurred.

She heard Dillashau's self-denial once again.

"No, no, no..."

"That's completely wrong."

"Is it right?"

"No, no, no, that's all wrong."

click-

……

Byrne once again tilted his head and "slept" to the side.

Unlike before, this time she leaned to her right.

What remained the same was that their faces still wore expressions of confusion and fear.

...

The orthodox will of the Golden Law and the dark will from the abyss constantly erode each other, taking turns and causing Dirasha's soul to repeatedly switch between the two modes of light and darkness.

The totem on his chest kept changing into an upside-down golden tree, and then into a sacred golden tree.

Thus, a series of bizarre scenes unfolded in the warm bed hall.

...

"Yes, yes, yes."

"That's right, that's right."

...

"Oh no, no, no."

"Completely wrong."

...

"Yes, yes, yes, right..."

...

"Wait, something's not right, something's not right."

"Is it right or wrong...?"

...

"Ah, yes, yes."

"Oh no, no, no..."

...

Byrne has lost count of how many times he has died and how many times he has come back to life.

Her suffering seemed endless.

……

(End of this chapter)