Chapter 395: Chapter 238: Four Women, A Great Play_2
“The Lynn Bartleion I know is not the kind who is paralyzed by difficulties,” Ivyst encouraged him by rubbing the back of his head with her ample bosom, “And I refuse to believe that, faced with the current situation, you would let yourself be slaughtered without a fight.”
“Tell me about that strategy you developed before, the one that could turn your defeat into victory.”
As she spoke, a dazzling red force field emerged around Ivyst, isolating the contamination of the Evil God.
She should have been in a deep sleep due to the Wish Jar incident, with halted growth in her strength.
However, Lynn’s arrival changed everything.
Therefore, Ivyst’s true power had explosively increased pared to when they first met.
But even so, if both were to enter the Bright Moon Divine Kingdom, and face a genuine Fallen Evil God, they would have no chance of winning.
Upon hearing Ivyst’s quiet inquiry, Lynn gritted his teeth while resisting the tearing force from the door.
“Virus.” He took a deep breath, then said softly, “My original strategy was to enter the Bright Moon Divine Kingdom with Beatrice, using the Demon Power within me, which shares the same origin as the contamination, to bee like a virus, invading every corner of His body, subtly eroding His Divinity and will, and ultimately claiming victory.”
Hearing this, Ivyst was stunned, her beautiful red eyes widening slightly.
Anyone would scoff at such a fantastical strategy upon hearing it.
Even Ivyst had her momentary doubts.
But on careful thought, regardless of whether it could succeed or fail, this thing… seemed to have a sliver of possibility for implementation.
Though the details behind the God War Epoch were unknown, as well as which High-dimensional Demons led to the severe contamination of the Bright Moon Goddess, in any case, the Creation Demon Power inside Lynn was of the same origin as that contamination.
Just like the ancient mythologies circulated in the human Empire, the Demon Clan also had similar legends.
It was one of the few monalities between the two great races.
All Divine/ Demon entities in existence stemmed from the supreme being who created the universe during the Chaos Era, derivative and divided from its death.
That’s why the Doomsday Witch in the original text set off on a path to hunt gods.
So strictly speaking, Lynn’s strategy was not an unrealizable fantasy.
However, the possibility of its realization was one thing; whether it could actually be done was another matter entirely.
Not to mention the plex joints and problems during its implementation.
The most unreasonable part was, how could a mere Second Rank ant “erode” the “Divinity and will” of an Evil God?
The difficulty of this task was akin to using a single drop of ink to blacken an entire sea.
“This might take an extremely lengthy amount of time, and there’s a high chance I would die within the Bright Moon Divine Kingdom… but as long as my will is not worn down, as long as my soul does not yield, He will never achieve final victory.”
In a sense, this moth-to-the-flame sacrifice was akin to Tiya’s previous actions.
Once the fight between the two sides escalated from the physical to the spiritual, it became a pure struggle of wills.
Lynn did not consider himself without chances of winning.
Moreover, after falling to bee an Evil God, the Divine Power within Beatrice became corrupt, infused with many Demon contaminations.
Merely using this foul power, originating from the Creation Demon, was incapable of devastatingly harming Lynn.
But now that Ivyst appeared here, it made him pletely abandon this thought.
At this moment, Lynn cast aside the strategy of mutual destruction, and his only thought was how to send the Princess away safely.
Because from start to finish, she had nothing to do with the whole affair.
What should he do?
Tiny beads of cold sweat began to form on Lynn’s forehead.
However, before he could reach a conclusion, the two soft mounds pressed against the back of his head once again, instantly shattering his rationality.
“Then let’s do as you say.” Even at such a moment, the Imperial Princess teased him vaguely, her lips curling into a light laugh, “The thought of abandoning my body and merging with you… just thinking about it excites me.”
Lynn’s eyes widened instinctively: “You…”
“Last time at the substitute punisher’s headquarters, you were angry with me, saying I interfered with your plans,” Ivyst interrupted him, her bright red eyes shining slightly, “This time, I will not defy you in any way, everything will follow your lead.”
“My only request is that no matter what you plan to do next, you can’t leave me behind.”
As she spoke, Ivyst buried her small face into Lynn’s hair, inhaling his scent, tightly wrapping her arms around his neck, as if afraid of letting him slip away again if she wasn’t careful.
The last words she whispered in his ear were clingy and fervent.
“The feeling of losing you… I don’t want to experience it again.”
This time, she would not let go no matter what.
Ivyst was very clear.
Once she gave up her body and executed the so-called “virus” strategy with Lynn, the process might take hundreds or thousands of years, and the chances of failure were even greater.
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