Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 497: Chapter 259: I Really Like Seeing You Cry for Me

From afar, Lynn gazed at the Lord of Billion Stars, appearing as if a human-shaped shadow reflecting an endless starry sky, concealed beneath a wide robe, looking mysterious and profound.

Of course, presiding over the seat of honor was still Divine Ancestor Xiya.

He was discussing with the gods how to utterly destroy the Doomsday Witch.

"Everyone, for tens of thousands of years, we have tried countless methods, yet we cannot completely obliterate the Doomsday Witch. Thirty thousand years ago, I finally conceived a plan."

Divine Ancestor Xiya spoke.

In the next moment, with a wave of his hand, the vast starry sky unfolded slowly before them like a scroll, revealing a colossal entity suspended in the sky.

It was a Magic Weapon resembling a fortress that blotted out the sky and the sun, taking the shape of a giant sword, its rugged surface covered with various Magic Matrices.

Even the gods felt an unparalleled unease looking at this.

They could clearly perceive that, before this apocalyptic power, their once proud Divine Status was akin to child’s play, capable of being obliterated without a trace.

"I have spent tens of thousands of years refining a supermassive planet into this ultimate apocalyptic weapon. Collisions between planets are already world-ending events, and with the addition of Magic Matrices, its immense power likely increases by several orders of magnitude."

"I have named this weapon Dharma’s Sword!"

"Now, there is just one final step before this weapon is entirely completed."

"At that time, the Doomsday Witch will come to an end in the Pantheon, and the world will be free of doomsday!"

From the scene, it’s evident that Divine Ancestor Xiya holds an absolutely transcendent status among the gods, even the Lord of Billion Stars behaved deferentially before him.

After clearly seeing the content of the discussions among the gods, Lynn’s face turned extremely grim.

The thing he least wanted to see had finally happened.

Or perhaps, this was a destined calamity for Miss Witch.

The tragic curtain call of the finale seemed about to play out.

Time was running out for him.

The council of gods concluded swiftly, the image in the Sky Curtain shifted, leaving Divine Ancestor Xiya and Hillena alone as the last deity dimmed into streaks of light and vanished.

Divine Ancestor Xiya looked at Hillena with a complex expression because during the judgement on the Doomsday Witch just now, Hillena had remained silent, not participating at all, which stirred some anger in him.

"Could it be that you harbor compassion because she is your sister?"

Divine Ancestor Xiya spoke.

"You are overthinking it."

Hillena lifted her head, her tone cold yet calm.

The Divine Xiya eventually stood up straight, his eyes reflecting a complex gaze.

As early as a hundred thousand years ago, he knew Hillena had betrayed him, yet he had endured this until now.

Finally, with a cold snort, his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Within the empty Pantheon, only Hillena remained.

She lowered her head, her platinum hair cascading down, obscuring her expression.

Her hands rested on her abdomen, fingertips gently stroking, as if soothing something.

That was a gesture only a mother would make.​​

When Lynn saw this scene from the Sky Curtain, his expression froze instantly.

The low laughter of the Prisoner of Destiny resonated in the void: "Divine Ancestor Xiya long knew of Hillena’s betrayal and endured for a hundred thousand years, waiting for when the Doomsday Witch is slain so Hillena loses all her value, and then he will show no mercy in killing the betrayer Hillena."​​

"At that time, everything you cherish will perish."

Upon hearing this, Lynn instinctively clenched his fists.

"So, what should I do to prevent all this from happening?"

"You have only one choice?"

"What choice?"

"The only way out stands before you." The figure of the Prisoner of Destiny condensed within the void, he slowly raised his arm composed of countless Destiny Threads, "Inherit my Authority and become the new Master of Destiny."

"And the cost?"

"The cost is... You will be forever trapped outside the river of destiny."

"Choose, Lynn."

"Will you linger in treacherous survival, or..."

"Reverse the future?"

That voice was full of temptation, as if something alluring was surrounding Lynn, urging him relentlessly to make a decision.

Since he and Hillena arrived in this stone tablet world... no, perhaps ever since the day he traversed here, invisible hands of destiny seemed to have been secretly propelling everything.

From the beginning to the end, he seemed to have had no right to choose independently.

Yet absurdly, until this moment, the mysterious Prisoner of Destiny handed this right to him.

"I seem... to have guessed who you are."

Unexpectedly, instead of immediately answering the question, Lynn released his clenched fists, then gave a self-deprecating smile.