Chapter 3682: Devouring Love

"You're the girl by the God-Caller's side, right? You played a role yourself just now, so now you want to block us?"

Katrina Schwartz, who had fate threads wrapped around her arms, mocked:

"Anyway, relying on your relationship with the God-Caller, you've already obtained quite a few points in this act. So as long as you block us, you can maintain your lead, right?"

The old man Charatu reminded her:

"Follower of Doom, since the Balance-Wielder has already suppressed the 'Lover,' there is indeed no need for us to intervene. What lies before us may be a trap of fate; the Balance-Wielder can contend with the 'Lover,' but you do not possess that kind of power."

The "Priest," holding the *Puppeteer's Script*, asked:

"Everyone, don't you feel that something is very wrong right now? We five are the candidates competing for the most dazzling position on the stage of fate, but at this moment, we can only stand here chatting and let others pluck the most dazzling crown of the fifth act. Is this correct?"

He looked past the white-haired girl riding Ellie toward the depths of the basin, where red thunder and deep black light flashed, then observed the expressions of everyone present, licked his lips, and suggested:

"One person's power is not enough, but can't five people do it? Why don't the five of us join the battlefield together? As for who can obtain higher points, we'll see who has the better skills. Isn't wasting the opportunity of the fifth act in vain equivalent to weakening our power when we finally face the so-called 'Mr. Snake'?"

He said this and was about to walk forward, but was immediately forced back by the silver moonlight radiating from Ellie's horn.

Stella gripped her glowing ice-blue ring tightly:

"I won't let anyone disturb this battle. Although I don't have the power of the Balance-Wielder, I am still the only candidate currently resonating with fate."

"Little girl, don't be so confident."

The follower of Doom said, summoning her snake skin. Then, a silvery-white ring flew out as she waved her hand, and it lit up with a hum the moment she grasped it.

The old keeper of secrets from the Astrologer Association had his eyes light up:

"Fate Ring: Doom."

The woman nodded and summoned her nine-ring fate ring:

"Since there is a conflict between us, why don't we have the first duel between candidates here? Although it's three against two, I won't say it's unfair."

The two cultists dared to come alone, clearly having made preparations.

But Mr. Mortis kindly reminded them:

"Have you ever thought that while holding Doom might bring doom to us, it might also mean that doom has been summoned to you?"

"What kind of doom could there be right now..."

Unknowingly, the edge of the basin was shrouded in a strange red mist, and flickering red butterflies were dancing within the mist.

And when they realized the presence of this red mist, the low, deep laughter of a young girl seemed to appear directly behind their heads.

All five people present saw it: in the direction of the other half of the snowfield battlefield, two almost identical girls, holding hands, were watching them from behind the cover of the red mist. Thus, the "Priest" and Katrina Schwartz turned and fled without a second thought.

Mr. Mortis and the old man Charatu wanted to remain vigilant, but Stella said:

"Don't worry, they are on our side; they are helpers found by the God-Caller."

The astrologer and the "clown" certainly didn't dare to believe it. Such powerful whispers didn't even seem like the power of an angel-level relic. But seeing that the red mist really didn't attack them, they said:

"We'll go track those two; we'll leave this place to you."

"No problem."

Mr. Mortis and the old man Charatu left, and Grace and Helen appeared beside Ellie. Ellie, who wasn't even afraid of cats, was actually a bit afraid of the sisters. It hadn't been afraid when Xia De was by its side, but now it kept its head down and didn't dare to look at them. However, since Grace and Helen were currently in the form of beautiful young ladies, Stella wasn't afraid of them:

"Are you here to help too?"

Grace handed her the black "Death" arc:

"Our true bodies are still on that battlefield; these are just clones. Mr. Xia De said to use 'Death' to block 'Su Sheng.' Take this; don't waste this opportunity to earn points."

Boom!

The human-headed, snake-bodied monster plummeted heavily from the sky toward the ground. The impact caused the already uneven ground to collapse again, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared.

The "Lover," spitting black blood, looked up at the sky. Iluna was hovering there, crimson thunder exploding around her, and she raised the sun spear that she had been using as a melee weapon just now.

The "Sun Spear," which had originally been relatively regular in shape, transformed once again into surging thunderbolts. At this moment, Iluna was like a god of thunder from a legend, and when the crimson thunder spear, transformed from 【Nightwatcher】, plummeted, even Ellie, who was flying toward this side, was forced to make a sharp emergency stop and then turn to avoid the blinding thunder.

Under the thunder, the "Lover" was not blown into dust. Her tattered body squirmed in the large pit in the center of the basin to recover quickly. She slid through the rugged ground of the basin like a snake, trying to evade Iluna's subsequent pursuit, but the red mist had already spread.

By the time the "Lover," whose senses were severely hindered by her heavy injuries, noticed the red mist, thousands of red butterflies had emerged from the mist and surrounded her. Grace and Helen did not launch an attack; they simply solidified the space within the red mist, causing the monster to freeze in the mist.

"Neigh~"

Ellie neighed, and Iluna, who was panting, saw the white figure carrying Stella dive down. The white-haired girl held the black arc in her hand like a dagger and plunged it precisely into the "Lover's" chest.

Although the arc was only a fragment rather than a complete fate, the white 【Su Sheng】 fate ring was not compatible with Valentine Halonin. After being continuously drained of power, 【Su Sheng】 was suppressed by 【Death】, and her recovery ability finally stopped completely.

The red butterfly sisters flickered in the mist, Ellie landed on the ground, and Stella jumped off the little unicorn's back.

At this moment, there was no need to continue the fierce battle. Iluna, who had also landed from the sky, felt a deep sense of exhaustion. She exited the "Fate Posture" of resonating with the fate ring, but she still braced herself and came to Stella's side. After refusing Stella's help, the girls watched as the monster curled up on the ground.

【Su Sheng】 was restricted by the 【Death】 arc inserted into its body, and the power of 【The Fool】 could no longer take effect due to the user's heavy injuries. Although the black snake of calamity was still floating above its head, the snake was constantly shedding black ashes; it was about to disappear.

Under normal circumstances, Iluna never talked nonsense with enemies, but the other party had already integrated 【The Fool】 into her body. If the "Lover" died like this, fate would also disappear. Iluna knew that Luvia was resonating with the 【Fool】 arc, and she was still thinking about this:

"Grace, Helen, compress the space, take her..."

"Valentine!"

A sorrowful voice exploded in the basin. The man's voice appeared abruptly, interrupting Iluna's words. Baron Samir stood beside the giant monster, saying sadly:

"Valentine, what was all this for?"

"Hmm?"

Even Grace and Helen didn't notice how he had appeared. Space hadn't undergone any changes, and there were no traces of any supernatural power taking effect nearby. He seemed to have been waiting here all along, but no one had noticed him before, just like the hidden areas on the snow mountain.

Without needing Iluna to remind them, the clones of the red butterfly sisters immediately urged the red mist to swallow them.

But a snake-shaped black mist surged up from underground, blocking the invasion of the red mist and wrapping around the snake-formed Valentine Halonin and Baron Samir.

The girls could no longer see the two figures in the black mist, but their conversation could still be clearly heard from that mass of black mist:

"Valentine, I love you."

"I love you too, Jensen. But I'm sorry, Jensen, I'm truly sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry?"

"I needed power. I wanted us to be together forever. I couldn't stop here. I'm sorry, truly sorry. I will love you forever."

Then they saw the giant snake shadow in the black mist soar into the sky, and then swallow the man sitting in the wheelchair in one gulp.

Stella blinked, very puzzled. She knew the story of these two people and had also heard Xia De's suspicions while following Claire:

"That's not right. Since the Baron appeared here inexplicably, he should have been the one to take action when converting to the final form."

But the fact was that the heavily wounded "Lover" had devoured her own lover. The snake shadow, protected by the snake-shaped black mist, merged with that layer of snake-shaped black mist amidst heart-wrenching wails and sorrowful cries. Iluna's thunder spear couldn't break through that layer of black mist, and the 【Death】 arc that had pierced the "Lover's" flesh was popped out of that layer of black mist. Ellie saw that Iluna and Stella didn't move, so it immediately chased after the arc.

And when the black mist completely merged with the woman who was crying in pain, the two girls saw a four-meter-tall human-headed, snake-bodied monster.

Only this time, the human upper body was no longer covered by snake scales. The snow-white skin was devoid of any clothing, and that human face was neither a snake's face nor the face of the middle-aged Valentine Halonin. It was the face of a young girl around twenty years old, similar in age to Stella. The traces of youth had not yet faded, and the details of her features were carved by the greatest artist. Even the girls, who were used to the faces of the great witches, were amazed by this beauty.

Only, she kept her eyes tightly closed, and the black tears flowing down from her eyes left black patterns on her fair face. These patterns did not destroy the beauty of this face; instead, they gave that beauty a wicked charm.

"Am I beautiful?"

The beautiful woman with closed eyes and flowing black tears asked in a weak, hoarse voice, which made Iluna think of a certain "mermaid" she disliked very much. And the movement of the other party raising her arm to stroke her own face made Iluna feel an even stronger sense of déjà vu.

The "Lover's" body naturally radiated a soft light, but that light was blood-colored. In the "Fate Posture," her power had already surpassed Iluna, who was currently in a poor state.

Iluna replied:

"Your appearance is beautiful, but what exactly did you do just now?"

The weak, hoarse voice answered this question, while black tears continued to flow: