Lynn never considered himself a sentimental person.
Rescuing the civilians of Glostit was merely a whim at the time.
But now he realized how wrong he was.
In just over thirty days of his abyssal journey, he unknowingly fell in love with the golden-haired girl who always stumbled and protected him.
Fell in love with the faint cedar scent on her body.
Fell in love with the shyness that occasionally showed beneath her cold exterior.
And her surprisingly contrasting demeanor.
Because of this, he ultimately chose to face divine punishment alone.
If not for love, how could he make such a decision for the woman who was supposed to belong to Xiya?
The ironic thing is, no matter how he gently rejected Hillena’s advances before, it was only when she lay on the brink of death that he understood his own feelings.
"I am truly a damned bastard."
Even though Lynn searched his entire body and tried every method, resurrecting someone was something that even a Second Rank Transcendent could never acplish.
"Make way."
At this moment, a weak female voice suddenly rang out.
A charred branch pierced through the crowd, slowly extending to Lynn’s side.
"Your Grace..." Lynn was stunned, a hint of hope flashed in his eyes, "Can you... save her?"
The Divine Tree did not answer. Even as a Demigod Level being, she suffered severe damage in the recent divine punishment. The giant tree that once covered the entire Morol City was now mostly charred, with withering leaves, resembling an elder at dusk.
Under Lynn’s anxious gaze, the branch gently trembled. A drop of emerald tree sap dripped from the tip, falling into Hillena’s mouth.
This droplet seemed to condense the essence of the Divine Tree. Within a few breaths, color returned to Hillena’s pale face, and the fatal wound on her chest began to heal slowly.
After acplishing all this, the already badly injured Divine Tree lost a considerable amount of branches, and cracks appeared on the surface of its trunk.
"Fifteen minutes." The voice of the Divine Tree was extremely weak, "My life’s essence... can only last for fifteen minutes... If you want to save her... you must hurry..."
After speaking, the ancient tree fell silent.
"...Thank you, Your Grace."
Lynn’s heart sank once again. He looked at the slightly revived Hillena and spoke woodenly.
The hope that had just ignited vanished in an instant.
In such a dire situation, what other method could save Hillena?
Lynn looked up, the dimensional rift had long silently closed. Even if he could leave this place, the teleportation point to return to the original world was random, not to mention the spatial turbulence he might encounter along the way.
Fifteen minutes can be very long, long enough for him to slaughter his enemies countless times.
Fifteen minutes can also be very short, too short to save the lover who died for him.
Is it ultimately... still futile?
Recalling Hillena’s former plea — to stay in this world, far from strife and live out their days. Perhaps that was the only choice that could let both of them live.
But he rejected it.
He had personally pushed the woman who loved him deeply toward death.
"If I could start over..." Lynn murmured, staring at Hillena’s peaceful sleeping face, "Would I choose differently?"
The answer is no.
Because this stubbornness is part of what constitutes Lynn. Even knowing the oute, he would not give up returning to the original world.
At most, he would risk his life to rewrite this tragedy.
This seemed to bee a dead knot.
Just as despair was about to devour him, Nora suddenly pointed to Hillena’s chest and said:
"Look! Her body is glowing!"
This shout caught Lynn’s attention.
He subconsciously lowered his head, his gaze falling precisely on Hillena’s chest, where a dim glow seemed to emerge as if something was there.
In the next moment, Lynn raised his hand to take that item from her. As soon as he opened his palm, his movements abruptly froze.
"It turned out to be this thing..."
Lynn never imagined that this legendary Level 0 Sealed Object would be with Hillena.
He stared at the demon heart pulsing in his palm. Each beat felt like a call from the abyss. This demon heart, crafted into a Level 0 Sealed Object, was emitting an ominous yet alluring aura.
"How could she... have this thing?"
The Divine Tree’s voice suddenly sank, carrying a hint of uncontainable tremor.
It was clear that she immediately saw through the origin of this heart, and because of this, this sudden discovery shocked Her even more.
Because the owner of this heart was not an ordinary High-dimensional Demon, but of astonishing origin.
"However, it has brought her a glimmer of life."
The Divine Tree’s tone carried a hint of plexity.
"This is the heart of the Mother of Eternal Night, Morgana. Morgana was born in a higher-dimensional void, a realm that even the divines cannot observe; thus, she is not a demon in the traditional sense."
"At the dawn of creation, she existed in the form of ’obscurity’, older than light, more ancient than time. When the gods established the order and chaos, she refused to be defined, and thus was banished to the void."
"Unexpectedly, her heart was stripped and crafted into a Level 0 Sealed Object. I wonder which divine has such terrifying means?"
The Divine Tree lamented in a voice weak beyond measure.
"So, by replacing Hillena’s heart with Morgana’s, she can be revived?"
Lynn asked.
"Yes."
The Divine Tree answered.
"Traveler, have you truly decided to do this?" Lida’s voice came from behind, carrying clear apprehension, "That is a High-dimensional Demon’s heart."
"I know, but I have no other choice." Lynn did not turn around, his gaze still locked on the Level 0 Sealed Object known as the Eternal Night Core.
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