I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 525. The Core of the Thought Cage
"roar!!"

A roar shattered the brief silence of the palace.

That was Yan Si's spirit emitting a ferocious howl, glaring and growling at Oberyn: "You old bastard! You just wait!!"

Of the ten geniuses who were captured, Yan Si, Jin Jili, and the Holy Son of Justice are still conscious.

Unlike Yan Si's furious outburst, Jin Jili and the Holy Son of Justice both kept their eyes closed.
The former's cheeks twitched, as if he were suffering great pain.

The latter appeared calm, but the flickering light on his spirit face revealed that he was not actually feeling well either.

The Holy Son of Justice slowly opened his eyes, his gaze as cold as lightning: "Aren't you afraid of retaliation from all sides?"

"Oh, handsome young man, are you worried about your sister?" The white cat's tone was gentle and charming as she chuckled softly, "Don't worry, the Elemental Church will take the blame for us."

Of course, she wasn't a member of the Black Moon Church anyway, so even if things were exposed in the end, it wouldn't be her problem.

She was just sent by the organization to help.

The Holy Son of Justice realized that the enemy seemed utterly unafraid of offending any faction, and he frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on the two Black Moon Saintesses who were still struggling to hold on in the center.

He really couldn't understand what Oberon's purpose was, why he was even targeting his own saintess.

"Holy Son of Justice, do you have a plan to escape this danger?"

Chana Yuki's soft voice suddenly echoed in his mind. He raised his eyelids slightly and shook his head almost imperceptibly.

He can barely protect himself now, so what way is there for him to escape danger?

He had placed his hopes on these two saintesses.

But it seems they have no other options at the moment.

This disappointed him.

In fact, although Chana and Jiang Qiu'e had their brows furrowed, they were not too panicked.

Because of their master—no, because of their companion, Sirius!
Both Jiang Qiu'e and Cha Naixue had witnessed Xia Feng's outrageous and unfathomable strength, and they both believed that Xia Feng would come to save them.

For no other reason than that they still have the value of being saintesses, it is impossible to abandon them.

As for whether Xia Feng, a mere newbie who hasn't even reached the Venerable level, can handle two Venerable-level powerhouses.

That's not something Chanayuki should be concerned with.

After all, she always got proven wrong every time she questioned Xia Feng, so now she's learned her lesson. Whenever it involves Xia Feng's probability calculations, she just throws her brain away and doesn't bother with the calculations, instead treating it as 100%.

Simply put, if you blindly choose A in the exam, you're guaranteed a perfect score!
Chana now has the confidence that her master—no, her childhood sweetheart—is invincible.

However, Jiang Qiu'e didn't think so. Although she knew Xia Feng would come to save her, she was still a little worried.

The current situation is actually much more dangerous than it was in Beiqiuyuan.

Oberyn, this seasoned Venerable Realm 2 cultivator, is no pushover. Both of his condensed Fruit Positions are A-level, making his strength far beyond that of ordinary Venerable Realm 2 cultivators.

And then there's that mysterious white cat woman.

How could Xia Feng possibly handle this?

If Xia Feng and Q-faced Man don't work, then she'll have to risk corruption and cut off her tail again, Jiang Qiu'e thought to herself, conflicted.

"So, Oberyn, your goal is to corrupt us with this purple mist, then why capture these people?"

Unperturbed, Chana Yuki had the leisure to ponder and asked in confusion, "Only by sacrificing a high-quality spirit can the [Mind Core] be activated, releasing enough purple mist to [assimilate] the minds of the two adults."

Oberyn, leaning on his scepter, slowly walked to the center of the array, as if chatting casually with the two saintesses, calmly explaining his plans.

Jiang Qiu'e narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly: "Mind assimilation, who do you want to assimilate our minds with?"

She probably understands the meaning of thought assimilation.
Just like the consciousness of the snowfield, if she is devoured by the consciousness of the snowfield, she will become a part of the snowfield. She, Jiang Qiu'e, will still be Jiang Qiu'e, her soul will remain unchanged, but her way of thinking and personality will become the snowfield.

For example,

For example, if Jiang Qiu'e's wallet is stolen by a powerful person, given her personality, she would be cautious and avoid causing trouble. She would wait until she has the strength to try to steal it back. Under certain circumstances, she might consider robbing it back.

However, if they are assimilated by the snowfield, they might fly into a rage and fight the person who stole their wallet to the death, even if it means losing a thousand of their own and eight hundred of the enemy's!
In fact, this is no different from possession, and even more terrifying, because the soul is still the same soul, but the current thoughts formed by the convergence of the way of thinking and personality are completely those of another life.

That's why Jiang Qiu'e asked who her thoughts had assimilated with, which was very likely the person behind the scenes who was instructing Oberyn.

In response to this question, Aubreyen raised her old, deep eyes. “Your Holiness, if you give up resisting, you will naturally know my purpose and the whole truth.”

Knowing she wouldn't get any useful information, Jiang Qiu'e didn't dwell on it.

But for now.

The Holy Sons of Justice and the others were implicated because of her and Chana Xue. Oberyn's real target was the two of them, while the Holy Sons of Justice and the others were sacrifices.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiu'e frowned and asked in confusion, "Where is Olivia?"

"Zi la - zi la -"

Accompanied by the resounding footsteps, the ear-piercing screeching of metal scraping the ground came from the dark corner.

Jiang Qiu'e looked up and saw that the woman was nearly two meters tall, her whole body was armed with a ferocious and rough blood-red heavy armor, and under her flowing blood-red hair, the left half of her face was covered with a cold and dark abyss mask.

The three-meter-long giant sword dragged on the ground was constantly oozing blood, and the blade had carved deep, straight furrows into the white floor tiles. Fortunately, the floor tiles had a self-repairing ability, and the next second they were back to normal.

Behind her stood a man with similarly red skin, wearing reflective square glasses.

The man, named Russell, had delicate features and a faint smile on his lips: "My master is here. What can I do for you?"

“Olivia!” Jiang Qiu’e didn’t speak, but the Holy Son of Justice spoke first, his voice cold and angry, “Are you in cahoots with Oberyn?”

Olivia raised her scarlet eyes slightly: "What, is there a problem?"

"How could you agree to such a treacherous and unjust act of betrayal and abandonment of the faith?!"

The Holy Son of Justice seemed to know Olivia well, and found it hard to believe Olivia's choice, feeling resentful of her lack of self-respect.

"What's the problem?" Olivia remained indifferent.

Oberyn ignored the conversation between the young geniuses and instead quietly looked out the window.

The cardinals sent by the Elemental Church and the Just Church were anxious to return to their respective churches to report the earth-shattering secret that the relics of the saints were buried on Mount Ling, and they left last night.

Oberyn naturally wouldn't stop them.

Now only Theresa remains. Although Theresa's escape was unplanned, it is not a big deal.

A single elemental nun can't cause much trouble.

Now all we need to do is wait quietly for the core of the thought cage to open, and then we can successfully assimilate these two saintesses!

(End of this chapter)