Chapter 453 - 271: Social Death is Also a Way to Kill a Rare Branch
The life of the Azure Sorceress, as seen by outsiders, was a perfectly flawless dark existence.
Born to cause the death of her parents and grandparents, and eventually all nine generations, Miss Azure was not despised. Instead, boasting such a record of death within the Esoteric Sect's archives was a rather honorable history; comparable to celestial signs and blooming Holy Light seen at birth within the Holy Church.
In defeating nine generations, Miss Azure knew from that moment—she was chosen by the divine, with the past, present, and future of all beings reflected in her sapphire-like Magic Eye.
This was a curse from the Mother Goddess, and also a blessing.
All who grew close to her were devoured by those Magic Eyes—thus she joined the Life Esoteric Church.
It was simply fate.
She could look at no one, nor could anyone withstand her gaze; it was just the natural course of her destiny.
In brief nineteen years, she learned to reject companionship and became the lofty Azure Sorceress, embracing the path she believed in, treading alone towards the echoingly solitary heights until she stood above all beings, with no one beside her.
In the eyes of the young girl, her future path was crystal clear, whether in this life or tens of thousands of years after death in the River of Life, the image of [Azure Sorceress] would forever be linked in Nether's memory with 'tyranny,' 'pride,' and 'ultimate evil,' becoming an indelible nightmare.
No one could look at her anymore, no one could approach her, and no one could get close to her—this was what the future was supposed to be.
Until she met An Su.
Then she broke her own defenses!
"All Nai Luo's flying creature Gu is always at your command."
Miss Bones pulled back her deep black hood, revealing her beautifully shadowed azure eyes, her gaze at An Su sincere, even with a hint of melancholy; she coughed softly, straightened her back, stood properly, and lifted her arm covered by the deep black robe, saluting An Su's boss with her fingers together.
"Awaiting the boss's orders."
Staring blankly at the scene below, the Azure Sorceress blinked her eyes, doubting what she saw, tilted her head, and looked again, only to find the scene unchanged.
"I'm looking forward to being filled up by you!" Miss Bones stood at attention.
It had been a month since An Su last summoned Miss Bones, and she thought that this time she would definitely be filled with An Su's Otherworld knowledge.
"Ai—"
The scene was too impactful, and the Azure Sorceress, bewildered like a sleepy kitten, had never felt so helpless in her life and repeatedly exclaimed, "Ai ai ai?"
After fighting with her blood-soaked all day, Cersei turned back silently, watching the Azure Sorceress with a rather peculiar look, pointing at the honest creature in the Dawn Cathedral, and kept silent for a long while,
The craziness and joy in the eyes of the Imperial Princess faded quickly, originally believing she was fighting the most evil Witch in history, and the more evil the adversary, the more joy and excitement Cersei would feel, personally erasing this pure [Ultimate Evil] was supposed to prove her [Justice], bringing Cersei endless satisfaction.
But seeing the embarrassing Miss Bones, this satisfaction wilted instantly, and she felt completely disillusioned. Is this creature really her opponent?
What's the point in defeating an unprofessional technician?
Is this supposed to clean up corruption?
Her own justice became as cheap as dirt!
"Is this you?" Cersei pointed at Miss Bones.
"This damn isn't me!"
The Azure Sorceress was so frantic she even forgot how to speak like a powerhouse, pierced by Cersei's pitying, sympathetic, and disappointed looks, deeply hurting her lofty heart. Is this creature the future me?
Her Magic Eye widened, the whole world clearly reflected in her pupils, frantically scanning Miss Bones from head to toe, trying to find evidence that Miss Bones was a fake, but the more she searched, the more frustrated she became.
Be it that eerie and unique aura, the similarly glowing cold azure eyes, or the same origin of soul essence, it all clearly indicated that this technician was herself in the future.
No matter the denial, in 30,000 years, this is what she would become in the current world.
She was just a projection of history, and the technician in front of her was the real deal today.
Oh... ah... wow...
The Azure Sorceress felt an overwhelming heat, her pale face slightly flushed like a melting plum blossom on pure white snow, she gently pursed her lips, wanting to continue speaking in the language of the powerful to regain her imposing manner. But her powerful words stuck in her throat, and seeing the imposing manner of Miss Bones, she simply couldn't speak them.
Additionally, the weird and silent gazes of those around her only made this Saintess steam up, the Azure Sorceress murmured softly.
"People... people change..." she stubbornly explained, "sometimes, sometimes they change style too."
"...So were you planning to go downhill in the future?"
Cersei remained silent for a while, tentatively asking.
"Oh." The Azure Sorceress covered her flushed cheeks with her long, slender wings.
[Error factor is being shaken, beginning to fall]
[World collapse level drops one percent...]
The nearly dead artificial Star uttered weakly, it could never imagine that An Su's method of killing the chaotic factor Azure Sorceress... would be to let her die from social embarrassment.
Is social death really death?
The moment the embarrassing Miss Bones appeared, the will of the Azure Sorceress showed clear fluctuations, the historical projection was thinking... maybe it should just kill itself now...
What do you think?
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