Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 730 - 291: The Essence of Life, Pale Knight_3

Chapter 730: Chapter 291: The Essence of Life, Pale Knight_3

If we can’t hold, then let’s not. Charge through and chop off all the tentacles.

Saina obeyed the order to transform, the hundred-meter Green Dragon spread its wings, lowered its head awaiting Wayne to mount, who leapt into the air and landed onto the Giant Dragon’s back, his boneless body overflowing with white flesh.

Three meters tall, entirely pale, holding Shadowmare in hand, a vertical line slit open on the chest, revealing the Great Eyeball that whispered in low tones.

"That’s not right, let me do the talking!"

The Pale Nest waved its tentacles to sweep up the Magic Mecha Doll, merging into the Green Dragon’s body, Yellow Clothes writhing, quietly stepping behind Wayne upon the dragon’s back.

Anastasia watched this scene in shock, and suddenly thinking of something, she instinctively leaped as the Green Dragon was about to take flight.

She didn’t make it.

She was avoided by Saina.

The back of a dragon is not meant for everyone to ride, and clearly, Anastasia did not qualify.

But quickly, under Wayne’s order, Saina reluctantly offered Anastasia a foothold.

Anastasia looked down at the Green Dragon beneath her feet, tremblingly spoke, "It wasn’t Torgoguryr who changed my mind and body, Lord Wayne, it was... who was it?"

"You should know very well who it was, Anastasia. Your future is full of light," roared the Green Dragon as it ascended into the sky.

On its back, a mass of twisted foam arose, morphing into Saina’s pale face, "How about it, you can do it too, isn’t there a powerful beauty to it?"

"You’re mad!"

Anastasia lowered her voice in reprimand, closed her eyes, and gathered her thoughts, intending to escape her body with the swiftest thoughts.

Once, Anastasia had escaped a mind falling into corruption and madness using this technique. She repeated the method, but her body was like a cage tightly locking in her thoughts.

Not just her body, she didn’t want to leave her thoughts either, seeing something indescribably beautiful in Saina, wishing to be as powerful as her, to give everything for faith.

Anastasia shivered, uttering a subdued cry of sorrow and rage.

"Torgoguryr contaminated your body, and I morphed it into my shape. I thought for a long time and still believe you are a good person; you shouldn’t be sacrificed for nothing, so I returned your body to you," Wayne said without looking back.

"You might as well have let me die..." Anastasia said with a sob in her voice.

"That’s right, pure Holy Maiden, keep fighting, believe that you can maintain your self!"

Saina whispered devilishly in Anastasia’s ear, "I was once as hopeful as you, but I fell quickly. You must hold on, please our master well. He enjoys watching the process of your corruption more than your corrupted thoughts."

Wayne: "..."

Though really, it was a misunderstanding!

Anastasia’s face turned pale as she rushed towards Wayne in front, stopping herself after two steps.

Regardless, Wayne was fighting for The Sealed Land; she couldn’t attack her own hope for the sake of herself.

Moreover, she was no match.

"That’s right, you’re doing very well."

Saina smiled like a queen, admiring the trembling delicate form of Anastasia, reveling in the pleasure of domination.

Anastasia glared fiercely at Saina, "You knew all along, didn’t you? You knew from the beginning, right?"

"Of course, I told you you’d understand me!"

Saina laughed unrestrainedly, extending a tentacle to lift Anastasia’s chin, "Thank me. As sisters, I couldn’t bear to see you die here; after much pleading, the master agreed to give your body back to you."

"Saina, I will kill you!"

"I’m looking forward to that day!"

"..."

The two were at loggerheads, the already capsized boat of friendship now completely sunken with no salvaging value.

Wayne didn’t intervene, hearing the full measure of Saina’s resentment which she couldn’t unleash upon him, thus vented it all on Anastasia.

Anastasia too, knowing she was helpless, turned all her firepower onto Saina.

Wayne thought for a moment and issued a restraint to both of them, arguing was fine, but physical fighting and devious schemes like murder by proxy were absolutely forbidden.

For the first time, the Holy Maiden of the Dark Church was restrained, powerless to resist, seeing only darkness in her future, void of any light.

Saina appeared indifferent, her pale form encircling Anastasia, leaning in to provoke her, "Isn’t it nice, the master favors you so soon after joining him, shall I distract his fiancée for you to enjoy more of his love?"

"Shut up, I am the Holy Maiden of the Dark Church!"

"Exactly, keep up the pace, keep going until you can’t hold on anymore."

How terrible, you’re simply a devil!

Wayne muttered to himself about his bad luck, swearing never to create another follower like Saina again; with these mannerisms and lines, people would think he was the villain.

Ahead, the five-colored aurora teetered precariously.

The Green Dragon beat its wings and burst out of the safety zone covered by the aurora, and its body became rigid and uncontrollable the moment it touched the mist.

The murmurs around it mixed with a massive amount of information, flooded in a deluge to its ears, causing Saina dizziness and ringing, taking three to five seconds to adjust.

Wayne’s feet melted and merged with the Green Dragon beneath him, the Great Eyeball furiously declaring the truth of life, injecting the faith power that Saina longed for.

High in the sky, the Green Dragon mutated, its pale dragon body resembling an enlarged Wayne.

The body was covered in wrinkled proliferated tissues, the dragon head was eyeless leaving only a white gaping mouth, and at the position of the chest where the heartscale would likely be, a gigantic solitary Eye opened.

The pale Giant Dragon raised its head and roared, its wings propelling it towards the black rift.