Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 365: Chapter 225 The Extremely Furious Bright Moon Goddess_2
 

Hillena had been mentally prepared for this point.

Yet it was only after their encounter in the hospital room last time that she discovered a phenomenon worthy of deep thought.

The Silent Saintess, who used to incessantly speak of Xiya, showed no hostility in her eyes when she saw Hillena, her “formidable romantic rival,” again.

Perhaps even Tiya herself had not noticed this.

Recalling the brief interaction with that person last night, Hillena gently shook her head.

She didn’t have any strong psychological fluctuations. Her mental maturity far exceeded her peers, and she certainly wasn’t the type to be easily swayed by smooth talk and petty tricks.

But to be honest,

Their first encounter, though brief and purely out of a transaction at the Helius Mausoleum, still left a profound impression on her.

She wondered where he might be now and whether he had been caught.

This thought had just surfaced in her mind when, the next second, a group of hurried-looking clergy appeared on the scene.

“I’m very sorry,” the nun leading them said anxiously, “due to unknown reasons, this session of the Moonlight Holy Scripture’s divine descent…”

“Buzz!”

Before she could finish speaking, from high above in the sky, the pale white moon subtly transmitted a mysterious and prolonged resonance, followed by the sight of chilly moonlight, tangible, flowing quietly in all directions.

The silver glow quietly spread across the land.

The moon, which should have followed the rules of day and night like an inanimate object, seemed to have suddenly been endowed with life, becoming agile and elegant.

At the same time, witnessing a sacred scene only described in the scriptures, the leading nun stood rooted to the spot, then her eyes glowed with unprecedented devotion and fervor.

Her mouth murmured the latter half of the sentence she had not spoken.

“…has started early.”

…

Although it was called divine descent, fundamentally, for the Bright Moon Goddess Beatrice, the so-called Moonlight Holy Scripture was merely a ceremony to select a suitable vessel for herself.

The actual divine descent happens during the Divine Moon Gap.

The entire process would remain unknown to all.

Since the moon is Beatrice’s mythical form, its descent would trigger a certain degree of abnormal change, pulled by it.

Thus, the Silent Church conveniently proclaimed this anomaly as a miracle to boost its influence.

Otherwise, even if the current state was abnormal, being a powerful True Divine, how could She resort to using such a method as divine descent to attract attention and please the vulgar masses?

At this moment, high above in the Divine Moon Gap, a pale white orb gradually radiated a soft yet dazzling light, causing people to squint unconsciously.

A powerful oppressive force, along with a lofty cold Divinity, invisibly filled the entire space.

If anyone were to face this ancient majesty directly, they might lose consciousness in an instant.

Although named Bright Moon, the luminescence emitted by that orb was like a blazing sun, increasingly bright and dazzling, such that even powerful Transcendents absolutely could not look directly at the entity within the orb.

Bright Moon Consciousness.

Or rather, it was a part of Beatrice’s pure soul, separated out after contamination by the Evil God and Demon.

To prevent this irreversible pollution from affecting Her Divine Position, the Bright Moon Goddess had no choice but to resort to this last ditch measure, spending extensive time and resources, choosing appropriate vessels across the world for Her birth.

For a divine being, unless driven to a desperate situation, She would never resort to such humiliating and arduous methods to tread the path of divinity again.

At this moment, if a powerful being tried their utmost to squint towards the center of that luminescent orb, they could see a graceful body formed from the moonlight, lightly floating high in the sky.

Her eyes shimmered with flowing light, coldly and indifferently overlooking the beings below, seeming as though nothing could stir Her psychological fluctuations.

Just so, on a seemingly ordinary and calm night.

Bright Moon Goddess Beatrice, with a silent demeanor, descended within the Divine Moon Gap.

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the void, overlooking the mortal world.

After a long while, she calmly withdrew her gaze and looked towards Tiya, who was curled up in the Painful Illusion.

It was only at this moment that the Bright Moon Goddess faintly revealed a hint of icy emotion.

Clearly, Sister Gretel and others had already relayed the anomalies concerning the vessel to Her, and thus the current Beatrice did not show much surprise or anger, merely silently inspecting Tiya’s body.

At the same time, Her gaze had already pierced through the layer of consciousness, reaching her Spiritual World.

Under the multiple torments of the Painful Illusion and the interference of a series of historical discrepancies related to Lynn, Tiya had evidently developed an intense self-loathing.

As her soul gradually became dim and ethereal, the goal to completely eradicate the “error” within the vessel seemed not far off.

Before long, Beatrice would incarnate into this perfect vessel in the most fitting manner she had in hundreds of years.

Logically, as a high and mighty Divine, even if some unexpected situations occurred, She should maintain her composure and easily mend any flaws.

This shouldn’t be too difficult.

In order not to harm the vessel, even if She couldn’t forcibly erase Tiya’s consciousness, Beatrice could certainly hasten the process with ease.

Yet, She did not do so.

Moreover, while watching the pained expression on Tiya, She suddenly waved her hand, lifting the Painful Illusion imposed on her.

In an instant, Tiya’s consciousness slowly opened her eyes, as if finally awakening from a lengthy nightmare.

“Goddess… my Lady?”

Seeing the pale white phantom before her, a flash of panic passed through Tiya’s emerald green eyes, followed by a weak effort to support her body as she knelt before Her.

The girl appeared both devout and desperate.

It was hard to imagine these two completely different states occurring simultaneously in one person.

Watching this scene, no trace of pity arose in Beatrice’s heart.

As a Divine, searching through memories was naturally effortless.

In just a moment, She had retrieved all of Tiya’s recent memories.

After a brief silence, an extremely cold and solemn aura invisibly swept across the entire Divine Moon Gap.

The mere sight of the vessel she had chosen being embraced on the balcony by a lowly and filthy male heightened Her murderous intent to the extreme.

As for the subsequent memories, She no longer cared to continue viewing them.

It seems that the Church’s vermin still had things hidden from her, not even reporting such crucial matters.

Realizing this, a fierce rage welled up in Beatrice’s heart.

The thought that the “error” within this vessel had controlled the body to commit such nauseating actions made Her unconsciously clench her fists.

Among all the True Divines in the Saint Laurent Empire, Beatrice, who also presides over the Authority of “Beauty,” is the only one who harbors intense loathing for all males.

This is also reflected in the doctrines of the Silent Church.

In her view, men are the creatures least compatible with the trait of “Beauty” and should be eradicated entirely.

This is why when choosing this vessel, She did not hesitate to implement a “Blessing” that would cause disgust towards all men worldwide, as a form of insurance.

Moreover, with the strict supervision of the Church, She thought no accidents would occur.

Unexpectedly, flaws still appeared in the end.

However, Beatrice, after all, is a Divine, endowed with tens of thousands of years of experience.

Thus, after a brief silence, She did not reveal the anger in her heart but simply spoke in an extremely cold voice: “…Any last words?”