Witch trials

As soon as Bai Liu boarded the Sky City, he quickly switched to Mu Sicheng's panel and started to run, looking around as he did so.

This is an island of great beauty, where the birds and the flowers are in full bloom, and everywhere there are beautifully constructed pavilions with flowers, and in them walk maidens with white scarves and garlands of flowers on their heads, who are beautiful and slender, and who play harps in the pavilions, and sing softly of God's favorites.

With the exception of the formal and somewhat out-of-place marble tower in the center of the island, the rest of the island looks like a medieval painting, as beautiful as a vision of paradise.

But the Pope's frantic running, and Bai Liu and the witches in hot pursuit of the Pope, ruin the dreamlike view.

"Stop them!" The Pope barreled all the way towards the central tower as he hissed his orders, "Do not allow this wicked band of sorceresses anywhere near the center of operations for the entire island!"

Bai Liu's eyes went to the tower at the end of the Pope's run.

A white tower with a view of a ringing bell and a statue of a suffering goddess, that's where the whole game ends - just put the Witch's Heart on it and the game's over.

On the other side of the tower, Bai Liu saw Heart walking barefoot upwards.

The tower was surrounded by a circle of white marble steps that swung upward to the top, and on them walked Heart, bruised and battered, blood dripping downward with every step, but strangely enough, his clothes and demeanor were still as elegant and natural as if he were walking casually.

--It was as if he was going, not to the end of a game where he would have to dig up his own soul for sacrifice, but to a foreseen end.

Bai Liu's eyes rest on Heart.

He understands what Heart is trying to do.

If you only need to place a [Witch's Heart] on top of a tower, and it doesn't say that it has to be an enemy's [Witch's Heart], you can also place your own [Witch's Heart] on top of a tower.

But in the case where the concept of the [Witch's Heart] was bound to the soul, there simply wouldn't be any normal players who would do so - this already represented not a death, the kind of low-risk situation that the gold medal of exemption could exempt from, but rather, an offering of souls to the high tower of this Sky City, just to end this vast witch trial.

After this, the player is likely to be left in this copy forever as a monster because his soul was left on this tower.

But why make that choice?

Obviously the other possible [Witch's Heart] is right behind Bai Liu, Quan Baola has already attacked the island, Heart is standing at the highest position of the whole island, he can totally see Quan Baola who is chasing and saving the nuns, and then from the high position he can easily attack the Quan Baola who hasn't realized his presence yet, and who has no defense against him, and take the other party's Witch's Heart offerings.

Why did you choose to sacrifice your soul between an NPC and yourself?

"Ahem ......" Between puffs of smoke, Phoebe shifts back on her knees, her feathers behind her stained with blood and her still face variously bruised as she looks across the room at Liu Jiayi with almost unseeing eyes, covering her mouth in a violent choking cough, the corners of her mouth with crushed, dirty blood flowing out.

She had just accidentally swallowed the poisonous mist that the little witch had sneaked up on her, and now her insides ached as if they had been corroded.

But the little witch was equally scarred, her Poison Grand Skill and Antidote Grand Skill drained from her, slumped against the ruined pillar of the Sky Staircase, barely able to stand, her arms and calves covered with cuts from her wings.

"You've grown a lot since before." Liu Jiayi wipes the blood from his face and staggers to his feet, making an attacking gesture again, aimed at Phoebe.

"You're also much stronger than you were before." Phoebe wiped the blood from the side of her mouth with her thumb and folded her hands in a prayerful gesture.

The two looked at each other and fought almost without stopping, colliding, moving back, and not stopping.

They are the tacticians of the team, they have to plan and fight for the team's victory until the end, until they use up their last bit of physical strength, their last bit of mental value, and their last bit of life value.

Finally, they lay dying, unable to move as they looked up at the island suspended in the sky, the distant roar of the Hunter and Titan being confronted.

The wind blew past their scarred hands, and except for their chests, which were still heaving, they were as dead as two corpses that had fallen to the ground after a fight.

"I didn't expect that you would actually let go of the key to the game and give it to Heart." Liu Jiayi choked and coughed while squinting at Phoebe, who had collapsed next to her and was slowly weakening due to the poison's corrosive effects, "Don't you hate Heart the most?"

"But it can't be helped." Phoebe's tone held a smirk as she did her best to turn her head and look at the young witch shrouded in ghosts and corpses, "Who asked him to be the team's ace in the hole?"

"It's a tactician's instinct to trust the ace, right? Didn't you also put the key to a decisive victory on that player named Bai Liu?"

"Hmm." Liu Jiayi turned back to her eyes as she looked at Sky City and paused for a moment, "...... What if Heart chooses to offer up her soul?"

Phoebe, in a calm tone, "I've already sent him up the other Witch's Heart."

"If he still chooses that way, there's nothing I can do."

"Is that so?" Liu Jiayi asked rhetorically, somewhat in a trance, "Wouldn't you be sad if the Empress actually left her soul here?"

"- In the guild, your favorite person is the queen, right?"

"For all your talk about him being weak, the one person in the guild who trusts him the most, who has been following him around, who insults him to keep him a little bit sober, who will put all their chips on him on the field, who believes he'll win in the end and live to tell the tale, after I'm gone, is only you."

"That's why the Queen put the Guild in your hands."

"You're like family in each other's eyes, aren't you?"

Phoebe was quiet for a long, long time:

"I can't stop someone whose soul has chosen to die."

"Mom did, and so did he."

Phoebe opened her eyes, her turquoise eyes reflecting the shadow of the sky island suspended in the sky, like a withered leaf falling into the center of a clear lake, a rare hint of watery mist and confusion.

"I can be strong, but there's nothing I can do to keep him alive."

"Hey." Liu Jiayi sounded a little helpless, "Don't cry."

"My ace in the hole is still on the island." The little witch smiled as Phoebe had done when she first met her, those gray eyes curving playfully before saying to the light and proud, "That guy won't allow anyone to trash the value of his soul in front of him."

"The Queen's soul is so valuable, that guy will surely do everything he can to save it."

On Sky City.

Heart walks up to the tower, and he looks away from the doves that fly up with the bells and the rainstorm that falls on the tower, and locks eyes with Bai Liu, who is standing on the ground.

Bai Liu wore a thin white shirt, his priestly attire draped over his shoulders and rattled by the wind, his dark pupils emotionless as he gazed up at Heart in the tower.

The storm swept through them as if it were about to stir up a greater storm.

Heart's eyes drifted a bit - it was on such a raging rainy day when he first met the evil guest.

And now, also on such a rainy day, Bai Liu has landed on his island once again.

In the midst of the storm, Bai Liu, dressed in his priestly attire, was almost identical to the guest, but it gave him a completely different feeling.

Heart lowered her eyes to gaze at Bai Liu in the storm.

He still had the same appearance that he had shown before - long burgundy hair and red eyes, his expression was still lazy and careless, and his eyes were a little lost in thought as he played with the cards in his hand for a moment.

This is not the first time he has confronted Bai Liu.

After realizing that Bai Liu was, as the guest had said, his soulful self, the line with a smile [You'll like him because he knows about love and feelings. just lingered in his ears.

So Heart, with an almost rebellious mentality, sought out Charles to verify the information, and went to see what kind of character the so-called "Bai Liu" who had a soul and had been imitated by him was in reality, and was able to say that kind of thing to that guest, and even said that kind of thing excessively at the first sight of Bai Liu.

The kind of thing that everyone says to him at the end of their relationship with him - [Are you going to have sex with me?]

Desire and love are two different things, every player knows what desire is, but not many players stay in the game for the sake of love, everyone sinks and floats in desire, and transforms into a monster in desire, Bai Liu, the guy who seems to be synonymous with desire in the game, the devil who uses his soul as a means of trade, will he really know what love is?

It was as if he was eighteen years old when his favorite was humiliated, and he wanted to humiliate this [Bai Liu] who was appreciated by that guest for having an unprecedented soul and knowing love and feelings.

But the moment Heart and Bai Liu locked eyes, he, in a rare moment, backed away.

His skills are born out of [Desire] and [Love], and as long as the person who looks at him has an unresolved desire in his heart, a lover he can't let go of, an old friend he hasn't seen in a long time, and all the inner emotions that one can't let go of or even fear exist, Heart will become that person.

Heart is accustomed to playing hundreds of postures for people's amusement to relieve the pain of their own desires can not be released, and ultimately, even already do not remember how their original appearance in the mirror, forget their original name, leaving only a code name - [Heart Queen].

When he is within the game and this skill exists, every player can't avoid looking at others through him when they look at him, projecting desire towards him.

When he's outside the game and that skill doesn't exist, it's hard to avoid every viewer obsessing over the character he's playing and deriving desire for him when they watch him.

He was in the game and on the earth, as if he had never for a moment been detached from the lustful sight that gazed upon him.

There is no one that is looking at Himself through Him.

Even that guest was hoping to see [Bai Liu] through him.

And the only person in the world who would look at him, who was really watching him and complimenting the beauty, was gone forever twelve years ago.

But that ...... moment when he really walked in front of Bai Liu in reality, looking straight into the dark pupils of Bai Liu's eyes, he actually really saw his complete self in this guy's eyes - without any desires, any projections, any derived meaning.

Just simply, calmly, gazing at the man himself.

--Just a guy named Zhao Muchi.

So he left, as weak as Phoebe said he was, unable to face such eyes as he had not touched in twelve years.

And in this scenario, he is once again face-to-face with Bai Liu. Heart looks down at the playing cards in his hand and turns them slightly - to kill Bai Liu?

He had the power to kill him, he was his enemy, the one person he had had a nagging desire to kill, to prove that the longing and affection he had at least put into it wasn't at least a joke, and now that he was going to die, why not kill this person to give him a little bit of comfort before he died?

Killing him would at least make Phoebe feel better.

The storm grew more violent, and Heart looked across the storm at Bai Liu's fuzzy figure for a brief moment of silence, then dropping his long eyelashes to gather his poker cards, he turned back toward the higher part of the tower.

...... Forget it.

He doesn't kill people on rainy days.

He absolutely did not have a liking or a heart for this fake called [Bai Liu], it was simply ...... a rainy day he did not like to kill people.

And with a win coming up, there's no need for another incident.

Heart goes higher and higher, meanwhile the witches on the ground are rescuing the other permanent residents trapped on the island, while the original clerical guards on the island are fighting the witches, and there are hisses, attacks and cries of people everywhere, changing the island from a paradise to a hell in just ten short minutes.

Of course, it's the other way around for the witches and the people trapped on the island.

As Heart climbs to the top, reaches out and touches the silver-blue slit device that holds the Witch's Heart, the pupils of his eyes reflect the silvery-blue device as he drifts back to the events of his life.

The guild and the island had been handed over to Phoebe, and it had all been taken care of, and even without him, the next league games Phoebe's kid would be able to play quite well - or even better, and his [Shield] tactics were paradoxically incompatible with Phoebe's kid's aggressive tactics.

He had also found someone to handle the matter of the Holy See, and that group of men who were at their wits' end could no longer turn a big wave.

...... Her grave, which he also repaired, will be visited every year by Libeca for him afterward.

The studio will announce his retirement tomorrow at the most, saying that he is holding a health condition and needs to recuperate, and won't be taking on any more work.

Everything has been taken care of long ago and it seems like there is nothing left undone.

Heart closed his eyes as he reached out, ready to take hold of the device.

A man came barreling out from behind him.

The man, dressed in papal robes and cloaked in a maniacal state, compared the scepter viciously to Heart's neck and threatened him hysterically, "It was you, wasn't it! You're the one who just sabotaged the island's gaping device, aren't you?"

--is the Pope who ran up the tower in a frenzy.

Heart tried to take down the Pope behind him with an over-the-shoulder slam, but as he moved, the Pope waved his scepter, and the jewel at the top of the scepter flashed, and Heart's heart suddenly felt an excruciating pain that made his whole body freeze as if he were frozen in place, unable to move any further.

"It's really you!!!" After seeing Heart's immobility, the Pope laughed out loud in triumph and insanity as he waved his scepter, "That customer who sold me the island said that as soon as someone had devoured that slit device with a very tough soul gem, the slit would malfunction, but at the same time, pieces of the slit would remain in the devoured soul gem! "

"The slit shards remaining in your soul and the slits in the gem on my scepter are of the same origin, they can resonate with each other, then I can manipulate you with my scepter!"

"--That guest said it was to safeguard that no matter how many people try to attack my island and devour the seams of my island to shut it down, as long as I hold the scepter, I will always be able to manipulate the group that has devoured the seams, and the scepter recognizes a master, and that guest said that it's owner was recognized by the gods as my prop, then it will always be my prop!"

"Then in that case, I will always have the power to control this island, and the Sky City will always belong to me!"

The Pope laughed almost insanely as he waved his scepter and commanded the island as if he were holding a remote control, "As long as this island exists, and as long as the desires of these men exist, the Papacy can still start over!"

"Fly westward over the seas, my Noah's Ark!"

The island roared, dispersing huge amounts of dust around it, and slowly began to move, or more precisely, escape, in the direction of the western sea.

But before that, the Pope had another thing to do - he had to get rid of all these obnoxious witches on the island!

"All Baola!" yelled the Pope, his voice heard throughout the island through the amplification device on the tower, "Look over here!"

"I have your son!"

"If you want to save him, be a good boy and get off my island!"

Quan Baola, who was rescuing the trapped immobilized residents, turned around and looked over.

His pupils clenched along with his heart the moment Heart saw Full Baola turn his head over to look at him.

He is used as a bargaining chip after being held hostage by his father, his mother is threatened, and she and he are forced to board the island.

All of this was as if what he experienced twelve years ago in reality and the [Witch's Heart] trial case twelve years ago in the middle of the game had been repeated at the same time.

Ornamental Pool.

Qi Yifang was so anxious that he was about to jump out of the building, and now he was so nervous about this situation that he was about to go out of breath, for the first time, he watched the match and hoped that his opponent would win quickly instead of winning himself.

He heard Phoebe say that the Empress wanted to die and thought that it was just Phoebe mocking, but now he sees that the Empress not only wants to die, but also wants to be immortalized for eternity!

Don't even want your soul!

Where is the tournament more important to the entire King's Guild than the Queen!

If you lose, you lose. As long as the queen is there, you can come back next year!

If people die, they have no future at all!

"Although the Empress will be exempted from damage for attacking this stupid Pope!" Qi Yifang rolled on the spot anxiously, "But her skills are usable, right!"

"As long as the Queen uses her skills, she will become the Pope's favorite or most feared person, she can compel the other person, and this Pope won't be able to threaten her!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, the killer sequence.

"Heart is not going to use a skill on the Pope." Lu Yizhan's tone was smooth, "That skill would turn him into, right now, the last person he wants to see on his own."

"He tried it once, so it's even more unacceptable to him, and he's definitely not going to use it this time."

"Who?" Bai Yi beside him asked curiously.

Lu Yizhan paused, "Who do you think would be the person with the heaviest papal desires?"

After a moment, Bai Yi said, with a somewhat stunned and stuttering expression, "No, it can't be?"

Game.

The Pope smiled grimly as he stepped back, "Why don't you use that strange skill of yours to threaten me anymore?"

"My dear boy."

"Do you share my fear of the person you become in your mirror when you look at me-"

"- Fear of the mother who left you alone on the island and left you alone, all Baola?"

"Stop it!" Heart's complexion clouded over, his whole face had a misplaced and deranged expression, "I will not allow her to be mentioned from your lips!"

"Shut the fuck up!!!"

That day, when he used his skill on the Pope, he turned into her in front of the Pope.

He saw himself in the mirror, saw a lust-filled, murderous mother, and his smirking, dark, uncertain look appeared on her face, so sickening and nauseating.

In that moment, he clearly saw the ugly, dirty depravity of his soul.

He had actually used her face, made that face, done that kind of thing - he couldn't even look at himself in the mirror.

If she were alive, she'd probably fear and loathe him like that, too, right?

--one who, like all the other men on the island in the first place, was full of inferior desires, uncontrollable and self-absorbed.

Is there any other place for those who have reached this point to return to but death and destruction?

Even if he did, he wouldn't accept it.

Just as the fourteen-year-old Heart had first disciplined those men, so now Heart, too, tormented herself.

"Your mother, full Baola is incapable of attacking me." The Pope laughed hoarsely, "If she is cruel enough to abandon you first, what will her group of witches who follow her think of her in the future, is a woman so cruel really worth following?"

"But if she doesn't give up on you now, she's going to have to give up on saving the rest of the people on this island, and you're bound to live in agony later when you think of all the people who sacrificed their lives for you on this island, aren't you?"

"It's a relief to see the whole Baola and you suffering!"

"I pursued her so much back then, she was so high and mighty, she refused to even look at me more than once, all she wanted to do was to go and save those people in the world, now I'm going to show her that a woman like her, no matter how much she struggles, she won't be able to save anyone, and won't be able to escape from me either!"

"This is all retribution for her rejecting me back then! And you know what! Retribution!"

The Pope's face reddened and his veins rippled as he roared, and by the end of the roar the man was about to become unsteady.

Heart's eyes shifted back as he looked toward the device less than an arm's length away from him, slowly adjusting his breathing and not moving in that direction.

As soon as he took hold of the device and offered his (Witch's Heart), the island would be destroyed in an instant.

The fights, the confrontations, the threats, the games ...... everything that made him sick would be over.

Including himself.

Same moment.

Full Baola Clutching the bow and arrow in his hand, he stares up at the high platform.

Bai Liu leaned closer to her, "The Pope exempts all witches from injury, with one exception."

"I can use the little witch's panel, they don't want the little witch, the little witch is a witch who hasn't been tried, it's possible to attack the Pope with her panel."

"I'll use the poison fountain later, but it's too far from the tower for the poison fountain's ranged attack to go anywhere."

"But an arrow can, right?" Full Baola retracts her gaze as she takes a deep breath and looks squarely at Bai Liu, "My arrows go through the poison fountain, and as long as they hit the Pope with pinpoint accuracy, they'll be fine, won't they?"

Bai Liu nods.

"Come on then." All Baola calmly agreed, her hands vaguely trembling, "I'm going to hit this arrow!"

Heart on top of the tower seized the break of the Pope, who was basking in his excitement, and gripped the device as a gust of silvery-blue wind slammed out of the gap and blew across the island.

The wind that blew out from this gap was in the opposite direction of the wind that was dragging the entire island, and as the two fierce gales collided, the entire island made a kala cracking sound of impending collapse, and it rumbled and disintegrated into debris, falling towards the sea below, and the witches on the island were instantly put into a state of emergency, and all of them began to dive into the water with the rest of the inhabitants of the island to escape.

There were gasps of surprise all over the island:

"The sky city is going to fall!"

"The island is collapsing!"

"Everyone run!"

The moment the Pope realizes what Heart is doing, he bursts into a rage and is about to wield his scepter and kill him.

Bai Liu on the ground darted towards the place of the tower using Mu Sicheng's panel, while Quan Baola standing on the disintegrating roadway composed herself as she drew the bow with full strength, and the moment the witch's poison lifted, the cloak behind her fluttered up in the collision of winds, and it looked as if two horns had grown on her head when viewed from the top of the tower.

Her dress was half torn in the wind, exposing her waist and back, but it did nothing to detract from her concentration at the moment, her violet eyes growing brighter in the storm.

And the Pope above the tower at the moment looked at Quan Baola, but some trance - so many years have passed, this woman not only did not become senile and ugly, but more and more determined and beautiful.

He couldn't help but think of the accusation that was made up to slander him.

[Her back so white, her waist so soft, her eyes in the moonlight glowing purple like a chimera's, and two shining ram's horns growing on her head.]

But the way she looked at him, it was still like looking at a mole cricket, at grass, at dust, even if he had once done that to her and thought that he had tormented her for decades, but after many years had passed, and seeing Quan Baola again at this moment, the Pope realized that it was just his own self-righteousness - she didn't care about him at all.

He was never in her eyes - it was as if after all he'd done, he still didn't deserve more than a glance at her, and her eyes were still looking at the towers, the clouds, the wind, and the people she cared about.

Can't see the Pope as a jumped-up clown.

"Why!!!" The Pope was almost having a seizure, a huge, as if denied, cynicism eating away at him, "Why do you just look down on me!!!"

"In the name of the First Witch!" Quan Baola drew her bow to full strength and spoke in a calm tone, "Declare Father Lee Woo Soon guilty of lying, maiming his fellow countrymen, and betraying his trust!"

She shot a bow and arrow, and Bai Liu let loose a fountain of poison.

The arrow went through the fountain and pierced the Pope's head with a single shot.

The Pope tilted his head back in disbelief and fell from the tower into the pool of male eels pierced by the Heart directly below, reaching out and struggling for a moment, but still engulfed by the eels and disappearing into them with a whimper of pain.

At the same time Quan Baola shot that arrow, the Sky Island started to disintegrate in a big way, she ran two steps towards the tower, looking anxious as the disintegrating rocks fell into the sea, at the last moment when she was about to fall off the island, she looked towards Bai Liu who was about to run to the tower, and pleaded loudly with tears in her eyes:

"Please, you must save my child!"

"Don't let him die alone on this island!"

As the island collapses, the tower begins to tilt, lurching to one side, and Heart atop the tower seems to be hit hard, shaking a bit before holding onto the device and falling with the tilting tower.

Bai Liu's eyes twitched as he raised his hand and flung out his whip while tapping the panel:

[System alert: Player Bai Liu cut into player Mu Ke's panel and used his personal skill (Flash Strike)]

In just a blink of an eye, Bai Liu appeared underneath Heart, he used his whip to roll Heart, who was encircling the device, Heart's heart was a burst of silvery-blue light, and it seemed that his soul was already going to be sucked in by the device, but at the same time, he was holding that scepter in his left hand, and the jewel on the scepter was emitting a strong light, resonating with Heart's soul.

The gem and the device hold Heart's soul at the same time, actually giving his soul a strange, on-the-verge-of-leaving-his-body-but-not-yet-quite-there state.

In this strange state, Heart seemed to have become unconscious; he could not even hold his weapon of choice, the playing cards, and scattering from amongst his feeble right hand, they fluttered into the air, and went down in a flurry around the two men.

Bai Liu curled the whip around Heart's waist, grabbed the tower with his other hand, and led Heart to hang above it, his voice soft: "Zhao Muchi, wake up."

Heart looked up with hollow eyes, his voice was hoarse, "It's ...... you, Bai Liu."

"I'm going to win, you give up ......."

"Yeah?" Bai Liu's tone is flat, his eyes dropping calmly to look at the Heart in his grasp, "I didn't just come here to win, either."

"Outside the game, I promised Jiayi that I would save you, and inside the game, I just promised Quan Baola that I would save you."

"I'm a person who generally does what I can do with the promises I make."

"--So besides coming to win you, I'm still here to save you, Zhao Muchi."

Heart's heart skipped a violent beat, then at the same time, a stabbing pain that was sucked out of the device accompanied it, and he laughed hoarsely, "Save me?"

"What are you doing here to save me?"

"Then you were on the tower before, clearly trying to kill me." Bai Liu retorted back impassively, "Then why did you spare me?"

Heart was stunned in a rare moment, and soon he lowered his head and averted his face, taking hard, deep breaths as he tried to pull out of Bai Liu's hands, "Let go! I don't want a man to save me!"

"I hate men, fuck off!"

"Is that so?" Bai Liu's tone was calm, "I don't think that's a good idea."

He pushes upwards and climbs on top of the collapsing tower that is collapsing, with his other hand he pulls Heart back from beyond the tower, Bai Liu turns his head as he looks to Heart on the ground who is choking violently, on one knee he looks straight at his opponent, his eyes and tone of voice calm, and holds up a card.

"This is the skill card you just dropped, I didn't want to pick it up, but I've seen this card in Jiayi's hand, it's called Heart's Heart, it can reflect the person who likes the person who is gazing at the face of the card in their heart." Bai Liu held it between two fingers and turned it, the card was facing Heart who looked up, he lowered his eyes, "I didn't see your card, only you have seen your card yourself, so this is your Telepathic Heart card."

"That's me on the face of your telepathic heart card, right?"

The man on the face of the card has black hair and dark pupils, indifferent eyes, a white shirt and leather gloves, and, most iconic of all, a still-unhealed reverse-cross scar over a slightly open heart.

Heart's pupils tightened.

Bai Liu's tone was flat and judgmental: "You like me, don't you?"

For a moment, Bai Liu's face with this bland expression overlapped with Bai Liu's smiling face from six years ago: [You like me, don't you?

"I, ahem! I'll never like you!" Heart looked disoriented and hideous, as if he were caught up in that nightmare from six years ago, staggering up from the ground and muttering, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Just kill you and I won't like you anymore ......"

"As long as I don't like you, I won't be so much like those men ......" Heart looked trance-like, "I won't be so much like those men when I can unleash my disgusting desires on so many people, when I can unleash them on so many people. ......"

"My ...... my favorites are precious things."

"I'll kill you!"

[System alert: Player Heart using skill ......]

Heart uses his Compulsion skill on Bai Liu, and the moment he mesmerizes him, Bai Liu doesn't hide, he calmly looks directly at Heart, who shortens and straightens his long, curly burgundy hair in his eyes, and his burgundy pupils fade to violet, and his body becomes long and slender.

After the skill was used, he instead changed back to his original appearance in Bai Liu's eyes.

-So many skill uses, this was the first time he had changed back to his own appearance after a skill use instead of turning into someone else's.

Heart looked down at Bai Liu and stopped in a daze, tears slipping from his eyes, "Why, why would you ......"

Will I see myself in the midst of desire?

"Because that's what your soul is." Bai Liu raised his eyes, his voice smooth, "I look at the value of people only by the value of their souls."

"This is you at your most valuable."

Heart slowed to a stop, holding very gently to the device by the tower, his breathing slowly going from rapid to calm as if trying to recover from the effects of the device, he shook his head slowly, dizzily holding his forehead repeating Bai Liu's words word for word, "My most valuable appearance?"

"How did ...... this happen?" He asked softly and rhetorically, lost in thought.

"And what do you think your most valuable look should look like?" Bai Liu asks patiently.

"My most valuable look should, should be a girl." Heart looked at Bai Liu with misty and hazy eyes as he whispered softly, "If I were a girl, then she wouldn't have had to struggle for so long."

"From the moment I was born, I would have been seen by my stepfather, who would not have noticed her, she would not have been on the island, and it would have been me who would have been on the island from the beginning, and I would have been able to carry everything for her."

"And she'll live."

"I hate men."

"It was because I was male that made her reluctant to accept her fateful expectations, that made her struggle for me for so long, go to the island for me, and ultimately die so painfully."

A tear fell very slowly from the purple pupils of Heart's eyes as he murmured softly out of breath, "I hate myself."

"I hate all men."

Bai Liu looked at Heart calmly: "You may not hate men."

"You just hate bad people."

"You like me don't you?"

"Aren't you bad?" Heart asked back with a soft smile and tears, "You're the worst person I've ever met."

"Perhaps." Bai Liu was noncommittal as he smiled and held out his hand, "But at least at this moment, I'm here to save your soul, so at least at this moment, I'm still a good person to you, right?"

"If you trust me, you can temporarily store your soul with me, there's no need to waste your soul in this kind of low-level game copy, after you give me your soul, you can just as well use the Witch's Heart to pass this copy, but this way, your soul is already vested in me, and it will never be infringed upon, wouldn't that be more cost-effective?"

"As a deal." Bai Liu promised in good faith, "I can promise you a deal."

"People who have no way of surviving with expectations for themselves can properly place them on others."

"Why should I put it on you?" Heart snorted, "Because you're bad enough are you?"

"No." Bai Liu looked levelly into Heart's eyes, "Because I can really answer your expectations."

"I can take this world and make it the way you, the people you want to bring back, would like to survive."

"I put forth the sincerity of the deal." Bai Liu extends his hand, politely inviting Heart, "So where is your answer, Empress?"

Heart gazed down at Bai Liu's hand, and after a long, long moment of silence, so long that this tower that had fallen on the sea was drowning, he finally reached out and covered Bai Liu's hand very lightly, inquiring with a touch of self-deprecation, "So, this is another wish to the gods, is it?"

"What will it cost me?"

"You have already paid." Bai Liu gazes up at Heart, "Your soul is my payment."

"That's a very beautiful and worthy soul."

Heart looked stunned.

[System alert: Player Bai Liu has taken player Heart's Witch's Heart]

Bai Liu smiled, "I will live up to my promise."

The Witch's Heart was placed on top of the tower, and Phoebe and Liu Jiayi, who lay on the ground with only breath left, watched the light coming from the tower over the sea, as the eels on the ground were warmly dissolved.

"That guy ......" Phoebe laughed, a tear crossing the corner of her eye, "didn't die."

Liu Jiayi smiled back, "How could I let Heart die with my tactics?"

"I really hope one day." Phoebe turned her head with difficulty, she looked at Liu Jiayi with reverent eyes, "I can become as strong as you."

"Can have the power to save anyone."

The witches still remaining in the papal palace wept for joy, and the full Baola that had crawled out of the sea was thrown up in a cluster, while the bishops and guards who had been the original bishops of the papal palace were held captive by the witches in suppressed silence, with expressions of horror and shrinking - they, too, seemed to realize what was going to happen to them.

"It's time to start the trials against the anti-witch trials." You Zhen crossed his arms and let out a long breath through his teeth, "These men, how they tried the witches in the first place, how many people they harmed, they need to be liquidated!"

"That's natural." The scaly Leah smiled even as she was dragged over, "But before that, there's the Baola's election ceremony to be held."

"She'll be the new leader."

The light on the sea shone persistently, the witches in the polluted area were finally able to return to their original places and hugged and cried with their families, and those who were taken away from their families by the Holy See were also counted and returned one by one, while at the same time what was in full swing was the legal trial of those who had participated in the trial court or even reported the witches during the witch trials.

The court has since become an exclusive inauguration center for witches, and has turned into a place known around the world as the core of a well-developed legal system, and there are two whole books of strict trial regulations for witches, or women related to them.

But all of that happened later.

The sun's rays after the fall of Sky City, after the sea horizon rose, were finally able to shine on the ground again.

All Baola looked back at the shimmering waves on the sea and shed tears with a dreamlike expression.

The kid that finally saved her baby.

Since then, neither the Sons of the Witch nor the Witch have existed, and after being cleared of false accusations and dirty laundry, only Baola, You Zhen, and Leah, the living, breathing names, remain.

They're not witches, they're not sons of witches of any kind, they're just people.

[System alert: Player Heart exits the game.]