Gazing at the delicate palm Ivyst extended, the Doomsday Witch fell into a brief silence.
This demeanor seemed almost like the extreme character of her past self, wishing to reconcile with her.
However, the impatience and hidden loathing on the other’s face were constantly reminding her that this was merely a temporary truce to save Lynn.
Before this, Miss Witch even faintly felt that everyone would likely end up perishing here due to mutual animosities.
It was quite a decent choice, to die alongside her followers; there’s a kind of romance and beauty reminiscent of tragic love in fiction.
Of course, she could choose to bring Lynn’s consciousness to the Pantheon, leaving Ivyst and Goddess Tiya here.
But once her past self dies, her future self would also cease to exist.
She contemplated countless possibilities, yet she never anticipated this scene to unfold so vividly before her eyes.
Miss Witch knew all too well how twisted her self from a hundred thousand years ago was, and the jealousy and hatred she harbored for her own existence.
Although it sounds strange, if she put herself in Ivyst’s shoes, the anxiety of her followers potentially being seduced away could almost drive her to the brink of collapse.
If it were her, she would choose to die here rather than kneel to her future self and rely on her strength to escape doom.
That was how it should be.
Thus, the palm Ivyst extended appeared so surreal.
In other words, to save Lynn’s life, she could even suppress her rebellious and twisted nature, temporarily setting aside the anger and hatred in her heart, choosing to reconcile with her enemy.
For some reason, as Miss Witch synchronized with Ivyst’s memories, feeling the emotional changes of her self from a hundred thousand years ago, she was left speechless.
It seemed she really had been greatly changed by her followers.
But then a trace of confusion and hesitation emerged in Miss Witch’s mind.
If it were her, could she do the same as Ivyst?
For some reason, she dared not delve deeply into the nuances.
It was as if exploring it further would reveal that she was outmatched by that person.
"So... what are you still hesitating about?"
Ivyst’s voice, tinged with impatience, harshly reached the ears of the Doomsday Witch.
She snapped back to reality, perceiving the dubious gazes from the two women, and took a deep breath.
"There’s no need for your reminder."
The Doomsday Witch replied, regaining her usual aloofness and nobility.
With a clear sound, their palms overlapped immediately.
The next second, with a blazing red light soaring into the sky, the spiritual thought body that was Miss Witch and Ivyst, as if signaled by their clasp, emitted a peculiar yet harmonious tremor.
A continuous surge of Extraordinary Power streamed out, dyeing the entire Divine Moon Gap in an overwhelmingly spectacular hue.
At the same time, an immense force descended from the heavens.
This force was so powerful, faintly imbued with an aura named "Domination" and "Destruction," that even from Goddess Tiya’s perspective, no divine being in the hundred-thousand-year-long river of time could possess such supreme power.
Is this the kind of being I will face in the future?
Watching Ivyst and the Doomsday Witch merging into one, Goddess Tiya’s expression grew uneasy.
Although she had experienced the fearsomeness of Miss Witch before, the scene before her still filled her with despair.
The only good news was that these two women had a very poor relationship, definitely unable to form a unified front, whereas she herself would not harbor any grudges against her past self.
Goddess Tiya gently touched her chest, silently thinking.
At the same moment, the fierce red light came and went quickly, disappearing in a matter of seconds.
Only a tall, white-haired woman with dark magical Curse Mark patterns on her face remained in the center of the light, her expression indifferent as she stared at the celestial flesh mass above.
Her being was somewhat peculiar, combining different traits of the Doomsday Witch and Ivyst, as if the two had briefly merged into one.
The first step of the plan, achieved.
Goddess Tiya took a deep breath while silently embracing Lynn’s body into her arms, making him rest against her chest.
However, this was ultimately her past self; in comparison to her mature and graceful body a hundred thousand years later, her current self was not fully developed.
Feeling the hot breath exhaled by Lynn, a blush spread across Goddess Tiya’s face.
"The strength I can utilize is only enough for one strike." At that moment, the white-haired woman suddenly spoke, "After one strike, the fusion will self-destruct."
"So, you foolish woman, you must forcibly control that disgusting thing in front of you for at least three seconds... If you can’t, I’ll kill you."
Apparently noticing Goddess Tiya’s intentions to maneuver around Lynn, the combined entity of Ivyst and the Doomsday Witch coldly stated.
Seeing this, Goddess Tiya snapped back to reality, then took a deep breath.
"Don’t worry, I will do my job."
Being able to embrace Lynn tightly across a hundred thousand years , and with the woman before her apparently lacking the intention to probe further at the moment, was already more than enough for her.