She Chooses To Destroy the World

There is no need to introduce yourself. When Cecilian appeared, the two people present knew his identity instantly.

Although he is in human form, when he is standing here, the surrounding air is changed. Only the gods can have such coercion.

Alice felt vaguely that she seemed to have seen this face. But... when is that?

The disarmed Earl Rachel fell to the ground and could only look up at Circillian from below. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, seeming to be hurt by the light of Cecilian.

In this world, no human being has enough power to be an enemy of the gods. Even if they have the power of the gods, they can only experience their own powerlessness and insignificance when facing the real gods.

Alice saw from his face that he had lost the will to continue fighting.

Count Rachel is really not a good person, but he is also considered a generation of heroes, seeing him like this, it is inevitable that people feel pitiful.

Alice's attention to Earl Rachel seemed to arouse Circillian's dissatisfaction.

He took Alice's hand.

"Even if I stand here, standing in front of you, will your attention be distracted by other people?"

His hands are powerful, but they are indeed human hands. Regardless of form or touch, it is exactly the same as an ordinary person, and has the same temperature as an ordinary person. Alice raised her head and looked into his eyes. His eyes were deep, and there seemed to be stars in them, containing the world of ideas that he had exposed to her.

Cecilian, who had been by her side for several years, suddenly appeared as a human being. To Alice, it seemed like a dream.

He easily took the ring of contract that had troubled Alice for a long time from her finger and threw it away. He stroked his hand, and the burn on Alice's hand healed instantly without leaving a trace. The original burning pain finally disappeared completely.

"Sorry, I couldn't help you pick this thing off earlier."

Alice shook her head. Compared with seeing Cecilian, facts such as the ring of the contract were so small that they couldn't be smaller, and there was no need to mind.

Cecilian smiled at her:

"But you still have to save her, right?"

Alice nodded:

"This is a task assigned to me by Her Royal Highness, and I must complete it."

For Alice, the Duchess is not only her lord, but also her family. She accepted her, gave her a place to stay, and gave her a surname. There is not much that Alice can do for her. She must do it for her.

They walked past Count Rachel holding hands and entered the underground temple without windows.

There were many maids and some priests of the Great Mother God in this temple, but at this time no figures were visible everywhere. Many people have already escaped in advance, but some people cannot bear the despair of losing their gods and choose to commit suicide in the corridor.

The scene was too horrible to make people look at it. Even if Alice was used to seeing miserable scenes, she couldn't bear it at this time. Cecilian shook her hand:

"take it easy."

Alice is not so familiar with this building and doesn't know where Olivia lives. But even though it was the first time for Cecilian to find a way, he was obviously better at finding a way than she was. He seemed to be able to feel some things that humans could not perceive, and relying on those, he took Alice to the main hall where Alice had visited once.

Olivia is there.

She was sitting cross-legged in the center of the main hall, closing her eyes, holding a dagger in both hands, as if preparing to insert it into her heart.

In an urgent situation, Alice yelled:

"Olivia--!"

Hearing Alice's call, the priestess in the center of the hall suddenly opened her eyes.

For a moment, Alice felt that she saw her as an ordinary human being. But that feeling was fleeting, and Olivia's expression instantly changed, showing a look that would never appear on human faces. But unlike the last time Alice saw her, this time, her eyes were far less sharp than before, instead there were many more malicious expressions.

Alice couldn't help taking a step back.

The expressions on Olivia's face are constantly changing, sometimes resembling human beings and sometimes not humans. Alice vaguely realizes that the consciousness of the great mother **** and Olivia's own consciousness are vying for the right to use this body.

Perhaps because the Great Mother once allocated her power to Circillian and gave it to Earl Rachel. Now that the Northern Alliance has been completely defeated, the Great Mother God’s faith has long since declined, and her power is at the end of the day. Nor does it restore the original prosperity.

This gave Olivia the opportunity to gradually get stronger and to separate herself from the Mother God. But things will definitely not go so smoothly. This ancient **** still has lingering power and will definitely not give up what has been obtained easily. Perhaps she will regard Olivia's body as her last burnt offering. This **** comes from ancient times, and his ideas are by no means easy for modern humans to speculate.

Seeing this situation, Alice realized that she couldn't just take Olivia away like this. In order for Olivia to return completely, the Mother God must leave her body. Because of the declining power of the Great Mother God, there seems to be a gap that can be moved between the two. But from a practical level...what should we do?

Alice looked at Circillian uncertainly.

"My power can drive away the Great Mother God," Circilian said, "but they have been fused for too long, and her own power is too weak. If I use my power directly to forcibly separate the two... she May die."

"Is there no other way?" Alice implored, "I must take her back alive."

This is the wish of the Duchess, and it is also the wish of Alice herself. The desire in her heart was so strong that the gods around her felt her determination.

"Try this."

Cecilian got a wooden box from nowhere and handed it to Alice.

Alice is very familiar with this box. She brought this box to West Felix from the North, and she brought it to the Flamel Tower in the east and then returned it to the Duchess.

"This is... the bead crown? How did you get it?"

"Borrowed." Cecilian blinked at her. "The situation is critical. I will return it when I use it up."

Asking the gods how to fetch things thousands of miles away in the air can only be said to be a waste of time. Alice opened the wooden box.

The beaded crown was already dazzling, but now it is even more dazzling after being enchanted by the Archmage Talus. Alice took it out of the box and held it in her hand.

"Olivia." Alice called the name of the woman in front of her, "Do you remember? This is a gift from your sister. She is waiting for you to go home, Sylvie is waiting for you, and she is waiting for you in the capital. Because I miss you, I have already cried and dried up my tears."

Olivia moved slightly, and in this little movement, Alice felt Olivia's own existence again.

Hope surged in her heart: it might work.

"Put the bead crown on for her." Cecilian whispered in her ear, "This bead crown is equipped with the highest level of guardian spells, which can help the owner to get rid of things that are harmful to your body."

"Is it really possible?" She whispered to him, "That's a god! And it's the oldest **** in existence. Do you really think the magical spells from the God of Night can work on her?"

"She is old," Cecilian said, "and the **** of the night is still strong. What really needs to worry about is that if Olivia's desire to separate herself is not strong enough, the magic on the pearl crown will recognize them as the same. individual."

"What will happen then?"

"Then nothing will happen," Cecilian said simply. "The Great Mother will disappear and Olivia will die."

Alice shivered slightly.

Holding the beaded crown, she began to walk forward.

She was worried that it would stimulate the Great Mother God, so she walked very slowly. Cecilian slowly followed her behind, which gave her a lot of courage.

"I am here to crown you, Olivia." Alice said, "the last time you wore this crown, you were walking towards a doomed marriage, but this time, when the crown was worn on your head again When you go up, you are free."

"Freedom...?" Olivia whispered softly, as if puzzled by the word.

"Yes, freedom." Alice repeated the word with an encouraging smile on her face. "This is a ritual. After this ritual, you are free."

A look of yearning appeared on Olivia's face. It was her, and Alice felt unprecedented hope.

The moment the edge of the bead touched Olivia's hair, her expression changed.

The originally peaceful, gentle, slightly dull and non-lethal human expression instantly turned hideous, roaring with such a loud voice that it blew up Alice's hair and almost shattered her eardrums.

Cecilian put his hand on Olivia's back.

The energy of the gods tends to flow in a stronger direction. The Great Mother God who was already at the end of the crossbow could no longer control her own power. Her energy was sucked away along Cecilian's palm.

The re-enchanted beaded crown dimmed again, and the enchantment was once again destroyed. Olivia regained his human expression, supported the ground with both hands, and began to vomit wildly.

She vomited a lot of black things, smelly and smelly, she couldn't tell what it was. Alice took two steps back, not wanting the bad smell to get on her shoes, guessing in her heart, maybe it was when they let her Blood wine and herbs drunk?

After Olivia vomited, she seemed to have lost all her strength and fell limply to one side. The crown of beads also fell on the ground, and life and death could not be seen.

Alice pressed her lips tightly and held her breath.

Cecilian walked over, picked up the beaded crown on the ground, and reached out to test Olivia's breath.

"She's still alive." Cecilian said to Alice. "You made it."