Chapter 393: Chapter 237 The Angry Doomsday Witch Joins the Battle_3
Since that was the case, a fleeting alliance between the Witch and the Goddess was inevitably bound to occur.
The one currently holding the puppy in her arms was none other than Ivyst.
Thinking this, Princess’s lips curled in a mocking arc.
In the next second, she lightly lifted her index finger, unleashing the Power of the End from within her, transforming Annihilation energy into a beam of light that shot towards the location of the spatial fissure.
Accompanied by a crisp, fine sound, under Tiya’s shocked and angry gaze, the rift behind Ivyst shattered segment by segment, transforming into spatial turbulence, obliterating any connection with the real world.
In other words, she unreasonably severed the channel that Goddess Tiya had established, enjoying the ultimate outcomes alone.
Inside the Divine Moon Gap, apart from the Dimensional Gate still emitting contamination from the Evil God and the struggling Beatrice, there existed nothing else.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment.
At this moment, the youth in her arms finally regained his senses and asked hesitantly, “Pr-Princess? Why are you in such a place?”
Ivyst gently rested her chin on his head, sniffing the scent on Lynn, while casually looking ahead.
Despite the apocalyptic scene of the Evil God’s descent right before her eyes, she felt no fear at all.
“I came to save you.”
The aloof Witch in a black gossamer dress stood alone at the center of the great hall, slightly tilting her head back, allowing her snow-white hair to cascade down to her waist like a waterfall, her expression slightly stern.
Because Lynn was present, the memories in Miss Witch’s mind changed every so often.
These changes were not reflected in real-time but had a certain delay.
At this moment, her memories still dwelled on the strategies for saving people she had discussed with Goddess Tiya in the past.
Up to this point, everything had been within her expectations.
Only Ivyst’s reaction was slightly beyond what was anticipated.
However, this matter ultimately concerned the life of a Believer, and she was well aware that even her past self, who was insane and extreme, would not joke about Lynn’s safety.
Thinking this, Miss Witch’s heart lightened slightly.
However, in the next second, a sudden influx of new memories froze her expression.
Realizing what her ten thousand-year-old self had done, Miss Witch unconsciously clenched her fists tightly, her powerful aura sweeping in all directions, as if venting the sudden surge of rage within.
The Doomsday Witch’s pale face faintly reddened, not from timidity, but due to the tumult of extreme anger.
Events suddenly spiraled beyond her control, leaving Miss Witch momentarily unsure of what to do.
However, she and the ten thousand-year-old Ivyst were essentially the same being.
She instantly understood that woman’s insane intentions.
I truly underestimated you.
Miss Witch clenched her teeth tightly, her chest heaving rapidly.
She couldn’t let things continue to unfold in the manner she expected.
With that thought, the Doomsday Witch raised her hand without hesitation.
(ps: For simplicity, from now on, we will use Ivyst, Doomsday Witch, Saintess Tiya, and Goddess Tiya as terms.)