Super Righteous Player
Chapter 699 - 240: You Dare to Use My Curse Against Me.jpg_1

Chapter 699: Chapter 240: You Dare to Use My Curse Against Me.jpg_1

However, Annan did not disclose his thoughts to Euphemia... even though telling her would be pointless.

Prejudice had already solidified and sprouted in her heart. Besides, from the perspective of a common member of the Melvin family, her words and actions were fundamentally faultless—they truly were being treated as tools and expendables by their family.

It was merely a matter of what the ultimate purpose of such treatment was.

This was indeed not something their victims should concern themselves with.

But Annan didn’t even have the chance to say more.

Through "Elle’s" eyes, Annan clearly saw "Euphemia Melvin’s" body tinted with a faint, sunset-like blush.

...Hmm?

Annan realized—Euphemia had also "lost her heart."

Had she been "astral projecting" for too long...?

While Annan pondered, Euphemia’s expression had already completely changed.

It was a defiant and radiant smile—the cruel grin of one who had nothing left to lose, revealed in the shadows of a dark alley when drawing a dagger.

"You should revere me!"

Euphemia suddenly proclaimed in a loud chant, "For I have torn asunder the light within the mirror, and I walk above destiny—"

As she spoke, her hands slowly opened by her sides.

Between her hands, the entire world—including "Elle" and Selicia—began to blur in an instant.

"This is Euphemia’s strongest incantation! It’s the Melvin family’s secret Twisted Spell!"

Selicia’s expression became serious at once, explaining to Annan Winter inside "Elle" in a low voice, "I’ve never seen her use this spell in its entirety... but when I lost my sanity, she managed to suppress me with it. It’s said to be this very spell."

Euphemia’s chant did not cease.

It was the Idol School’s "Desperate Prayer," which does not require the participation of Elemental Power, and could complete a major deific invocation merely with words and motions... For someone at the silver rank, this was the highest-level spell she could perform. But as a cost, this spell was an offering that wholly surrendered the self, proactively making oneself "similar" to others.

With just a bit of carelessness, one’s self could be assimilated and swallowed by the higher presence that descends, with no chance to resist.

As Euphemia continued her chant, and with forceful gestures as if tearing a glutinous cake, the surrounding world was continuously warped.

The street surface was torn asunder in the blink of an eye.

And the sky, with her hands as the center, spread outwards, turning the entire world into a star-studded sky.

Not the distant starry sky above... but around Euphemia, and around Elle and Selicia.

Many light tracks sped between the planets, forming one constellation after another. Euphemia’s hands gleamed with a dim light, with countless figures emerging from her left hand.

A strong oppressive force spread out from Euphemia at the center to the surroundings.

The half-transparent silver-gray aura that had just emerged from Selicia was pressed back onto the surface of her body.

That was Selicia’s Elemental Power of "Fate."

Amidst Euphemia’s incantations, Selicia showed an expression of unbearable pain—as her body forged by Elemental Power was continuously shattered by the light streams forming the constellations.

She had yet to form her own "Sublime Falsehood." This made her Elemental Power lack the authority to directly alter the world... Every light stream that passed through her ethereal shadow behind her left a deep, penetrating mark. It was as if thick glass were pierced by bullets.

"Look! Here is one who stands above destiny—"

Euphemia continued to sing passionately in the Elves’ language, "When He looks left, He becomes the majestic lion of radiant authority, and when He looks right, He takes the form of a wild ox!"

"Left" and "right," also meant "past" and "future" in the Elves’ language.

...Hmm?

Annan faintly sensed something.

Although Elle was somewhat panicked and wanted to leave, Annan temporarily suppressed her desire.

Let Selicia die if she must. After all, everyone would die in this loop of the week.

And Annan felt... Euphemia’s grandiose move might be ineffective against him.

Indeed, it was.

A multitude of light spheres emerged around Yufimia—each one a closed pupil.

At the moment Selicia saw those light spheres, her eyes instantly burst and shattered... With her scream, blood spilled from her tightly closed eyes.

This was not without cost to Yufimia either.

Sweat was evident on her forehead as it kept flowing—her skin turning bright red. That was due to the high heat and pressure coming from within, almost causing her eyes to bulge out, thus she had to shut them.

And because she had closed her eyes, she did not see "Elle" who was now standing peacefully amongst the stars.

Yufimia’s chanting became more sacred and rhythmic:

"He is the Charioteer, leading six hundred stars, descending from above[to land]at the Merkabah Hall! He is not a god but higher than gods! The path of ascension and transformation is the holy virtue of the Chariot!

"We are the disciples of sublimation, following the path of sublimation! I am a disciple of the Chariot... I am the guardian of the realm of light!"

By the time Yufimia’s chant reached this point, her eyes had already melted by the light.

Her voice carried numerous echoes, much like Elle when she exercised the power of an Angel previously.

The light flowing in the stars grew stronger and more blinding. Selicia was nailed dead in the void by the dense light spears, and as the chanting continued, more light spears kept increasing—while the strength and breath of Selicia also continued to decrease.

Yet Yufimia’s suicidal chanting did not cease.

Or rather, her original intent was to end herself with this chant...

"The Chariot, I am the gatekeeper! I am the triple gatekeeper: I am the Gate of Gaze and Shaping, I am the gatekeeper of goodness and permanence, I am the gatekeeper of The Worm and the cicada—

"When I open, the Light of the Chariot shall descend upon the world!"

Yufimia kept tearing off her clothes—because they blocked the light.

Not the light from the outside, but the light piercing out from within... On her flesh, new wounds kept emerging. They were not cuts, nor burns, but the sharp light stabbing out from within her body.

The constantly splitting wounds and piercing light seemed to form many "eyes" on the surface of her body.

And the price of opening these eyes was her body becoming bloodied... Yufimia was already on her last breath. Her entire being gradually dissolved in the increasingly strong light... Selicia, nailed in the air and motionless, was also swallowed by the light.

The myriad lights formed myriad spears. This was the light that cannot exist in the mortal world, not to be seen by mere mortals—the literally "blinding" light.

——However.

The lights that ravaged all around them, as if they were alive, just swam by Elle, passing her by without even seeing her.

They even affectionately brushed against Elle’s wrist, like a living creature.

[...Eh?]

A puzzled voice came from the bottom of Elle’s heart.

[What’s going on...]

"It seems the Bone Puppet really didn’t tell you anything..."

Annan sighed.

In the blink of an eye, everything around dissipated.

The illusory stars and the Light of the Chariot summoned by the frenzied Yufimia suddenly all disappeared.

Elle was once again back in the alley she was in before.

Both Selicia and Yufimia had disappeared.

The expression on "Elle" was also somewhat peculiar.

"Ah..."

She sighed deeply.

"I have indeed seen quite a few idol Wizards," she whispered, "but this is still the first time I’ve seen someone invoking the Power of the Chariot to attack me..."

How does that saying go again?

——You dare use the spell I created to attack me, Potter?