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Chapter 662

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Theresa looked at Otto somewhat blankly, and the latter said softly:

"Do you feel anything, Theresa?"

"Feel… it seems like nothing…"

Theresa shook her head, and Himeko also checked patiently; besides finding that Theresa's soul was more dazzling, there was no harm.

Now, Otto was even more relieved.

It seems that he has been raising a part of Kallen's soul as his granddaughter for many years?

Quite magical.

A vague body slowly condensed in the ball of light.

Under the light, the face could not be seen clearly.

But for Otto, that was a person more familiar than familiar.

Not yet met, but that holy light touching the depths of the soul was the same as it was back then, not changed at all.

Unknowingly, Otto's eyes became teary, and his gaze trembled.

"Kallen…"

This was the first time Otto had shown his emotions in front of outsiders.

It made Durandal and the others somewhat surprised, and they understood just how obsessed Otto was with Kallen.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yan tapped lightly again, and the specks of light wandering in the air merged into the body within the ball of light.

The pulse of life made Otto's heart, which had been dead for many years, boil again.

Gradually, the ball of light began to dissipate, and from bottom to top, the saint in a purple nun's habit appeared before everyone with her eyes closed.

"Kallen!"

Otto couldn't help himself, clenching his fists tightly, not letting himself do anything impolite.

That brow, that posture, that temperament…

Even a single strand of hair was a symbol of Kallen.

Five hundred years have passed, and Kallen's appearance had not been forgotten by Otto; on the contrary, it had become clearer.

He had forgotten many things, but only Kallen—even a single strand of hair—was remembered clearly.

Feeling the joy belonging to his own soul, the cheering of every cell in his body.

This was a situation that only occurred when he was by Kallen's side, infected by that saint's pure soul.

Five hundred years…

He finally felt it again.

For a mortal, five hundred years is too hard to endure.

But Otto knew that everything was worth it…

He walked staggeringly toward Kallen; the saint floating in the air with her eyes closed was all the meaning in his life.

And now, he was also about to touch the ultimate of his life and dreams.

Raising his trembling hand, Otto's eyes were filled with hot tears.

This scene made Ningguang and the others sigh.

Although they didn't know what kind of person Otto was, but…

Now it seems, he is truly infatuated enough.

The saint right before his eyes—he could have touched her with a lift of his hand, but suddenly, in Otto's feeling, she seemed so far away.

He stopped and looked at his hands blankly.

Jiang Yan had no means to stop Otto from approaching, but he just couldn't move forward.

This was the resistance of his heart.

He looked at his hands, hands full of dirty blood and darkness, his soul stained with endless betrayal and tragedy.

How could he touch that holy saint who didn't have a speck of dust?

He didn't allow a sorrowful sinner like himself to stain the saint in the slightest.

He didn't even dare to let Kallen see him as he was now.

Otto clearly understood how disappointed Kallen would be with what he had done.

At this moment, Otto was full of panic, which made Theresa feel a little heartbroken.

He had failed the great inventor Kallen called for; he should have been guided by Kallen toward kindness and beauty.

But instead, he was full of sin for her sake.

This was a betrayal of the saint.

In Otto's heart, he was now a dirty thing approaching Kallen.

Before reversing all the tragedies he had caused, he would not allow himself to get even a millimeter closer to Kallen.

"Grandfather…"

Theresa looked at the stiff Otto and called out in a low voice.

Otto came back to his senses, looked away, not daring to look at Kallen, and lowered his head to look at the ground.

The five-hundred-year-old Archbishop of Schicksal looked unusually awkward.

"Theresa… do Grandfather a favor…"

After a long silence, Otto called out in a low, hoarse voice.

"Help Grandfather take Kallen away and take good care of her…"

"Please… please don't let her see me as I am now…"

"This is Grandfather's only request; I beg you… Theresa…"

Theresa sighed, nodded, stepped forward to support Kallen, and had Himeko and the others distance Otto from Kallen.

Welt watched Otto quietly, wanting to mock him, but…

Now, perhaps, is not the time.

For now, this is an opportunity for a sinner to reflect on himself in the face of his light.

Regarding infatuation, Welt could not make any mocking remarks about Otto.

Otto took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to take another look at Kallen, looked up at Jiang Yan, and bowed deeply.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, Sect Master…"

459. The Honkai world also produces geniuses

Kallen's status in Otto's heart is very special.

He firmly wanted to resurrect Kallen, even willing to give everything for it.

But Otto, who had the courage to rush into the Imaginary Tree as a mortal, did not have the courage to take a look at the resurrected Kallen.

He deeply understood that Kallen would hate what Otto had done.

If so many people had to be sacrificed for her resurrection, Kallen would definitely not be grateful to Otto, and would even be very disappointed.

For Otto, Kallen's disappointment was the look he feared most in his life.

But now the wood was already chipped; Kallen was resurrected too quickly, giving Otto no time to prepare.

Now that Kallen was about to revive, Otto didn't know how to face her at all.

In the past, when Otto resurrected Kallen, his thought was just that Kallen would be resurrected and he would die.

So even if Kallen was disappointed in him, he wouldn't feel anything.

This could also be considered a form of escapism.

Later, after learning about cultivation, Otto changed his mind; it seemed that after he resurrected Kallen, he wouldn't necessarily die.

So, Otto also had to start planning again.

He hoped that before Kallen was resurrected, he could clean up all his dirty deeds.

Do some things that Kallen could look upon favorably.

At the very least, even if Kallen was disappointed then, she wouldn't completely abandon him.

So, Otto wanted to self-study the Art of Resurrection to control the time of Kallen's resurrection.

As long as he mastered this technique, Kallen was destined to be resurrected, so it didn't matter if it was a moment sooner or later.

He had waited five hundred years, so Otto could still wait.

But he never expected…

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