58 - Stop Hypnotizing Me, Villainous Princess!

**Chapter 58: Chosen by the End** The witch's arm was remarkably white and beautiful. For such a powerful woman, her wrist was unexpectedly slender, creating a charming contrast. Noticing Lin En's odd gaze, the End Witch's expression turned icy: "What are you thinking?" "Ahem, nothing." Lin En averted his gaze and focused on the scar. It was a peculiar-looking scar, jagged as if formed from a fracture in space. The edges glowed faintly red, the witch's inherent power attempting to heal it. Yet, as soon as it started to heal, it shattered again like a broken mirror. The process repeated endlessly, perpetually unhealed. Moreover, the scar's interior was not the bleeding wound Lin En expected, but a pitch-black void. Within the darkness were specks of starlight, as though leading into the vast cosmos. Perceiving Lin En's confusion, the End Witch calmly explained, "This is called a Dimensional Rupture, GeoTius's most adept and troublesome technique." Could the Lord of Billion Stars be this powerful? To have left an unhealable wound on the legendary End Witch? Lin En froze. Seeing his expression, the End Witch frowned slightly: "I alone opposed eight deities, including the Mother of Abundance and the Dragon of Fury. Had he not attacked from the shadows, I wouldn’t have been hurt." "Moreover, even then, I tore off one of his arms as a return gift." "If his power had been a fraction weaker at that time, this wound wouldn't exist." The End Witch's rare explanation was driven by Lin En's silence, provoking her competitive spirit. Alright then. Perhaps the witch really was incredible. Lin En thought he understood her reasoning behind setting up these two trials. Weakening the faith was an indirect approach to diminish the Lord of Billion Stars' fundamental power. As for hunting down the extraordinary members of the Order of the Universe, it was a direct method to weaken that faith. After all, even the weakest tier-one extraordinary being could provide as much faith power as a hundred ordinary people. It explained why deities bestowed divine factors to boost their followers' strength. The End Witch aimed to lower the strength of the Lord of Billion Stars' ambush from a hundred thousand years ago, thus altering the outcome of the injured arm. No need for much, just a slight difference. However, pushing back a hundred thousand years means a tiny change might not suffice for Lin En. Considering the world's immense corrective power, Lin En fell silent, deliberating the feasibility of this task. Seeing this, the End Witch sighed, "Come here." Lin En hesitated for a few seconds before walking towards her. Since she was seated in a chair and Lin En wasn't short, he had to lower his head to look at her. The End Witch slightly raised her hand. She intended to place her hand on Lin En's forehead but seeing how directly he stood, she frowned, "Kneel." Lin En obediently complied. Even as he felt her fragrance close by, he maintained a calm facade. At such proximity, a delicate and chill softness touched him. Instinctively, he looked up, noticing Iviesse had gently placed her hand on his forehead. Are you touching my divine spot? For a moment, Lin En was lost for words, his mind humorously conjuring that thought. Simultaneously, he instinctively felt a strange power flowing into his mind. It was refreshing, comforting. [Due to an unknown factor, the host has acquired a new extraordinary ability.] The system notification sounded. "Don't overthink. It's just an ordinary blessing," the End Witch said casually, "I grant it to all who believe in me." Why does it feel like you're trying to hide something? Lin En instinctively checked his system, finding a new ability listed: **[Name: Chosen by the End]** **[Tier: Level 5]** **[Effect: Passive Ability, you are favored by the End Witch.]** **[Activation Condition: Faith in 'The End']** **[Points Needed for Ascension: Unable to Ascend]** You call this ordinary blessing a choice selection? Lin En chuckled. Generally, being "Chosen" is a title for the most blessed and powerful extraordinary followers of a deity, limited to one per faith. She says it casually, and he takes it at face value. Who would've thought that even after a hundred thousand years, her habit of saying one thing and meaning another hasn't changed. The blessing came and went quickly. Seconds later, the End Witch withdrew her hand. She looked calmly at Lin En, kneeling before her: "Thus, this task is entrusted to you." "I will do my best." Lin En replied earnestly. However, she seemed unsatisfied: "Not your best, you must succeed." "If you damage the End Witch's reputation, I'll kill you." "...Understood." "And here, take this." As she spoke, the End Witch produced a weathered piece of parchment, tossing it to Lin En. "Unless it's incredibly important, avoid performing the ritual. Just write on this paper." ... When Lin En awoke again, he found himself lying on the cold floor of his room. The ritual circle he had drawn was now blurry, devoid of any effect. Lin En slowly got up, covering the remnants with a rug. Then, he sighed, lying on the soft bed. Although mere minutes had passed, his life had transformed completely. He had not only re-entered the extraordinary realm but also become a follower of the End Witch. Eventually, he was tasked with two exceptionally challenging missions. Even now, he had little direction. Should he impersonate a follower of the Universal Order and deface public propriety to lower congregational faith? Too absurd. Lin En shook his head. The End Witch's trials for him weren't entirely unacceptable. If he sought vengeance, he'd inevitably clash with that high priest of the Universal Order. This was merely a prelude to that inevitable confrontation. Lin En mused silently. The night was still young, with faint footsteps from maids echoing from outside. A gentle knock sounded at his door. "Master Lin En, pardon the interruption?" It was the maid Nina's voice. Lin En got out of bed and opened the door, finding her holding a bundle at the threshold. "What is it?" Lin En asked casually. Maid Nina handed him the items: "Master Lin En, Lady Keisha asked me to deliver these. An invitation from the Tirus family, along with the outfit for tomorrow's banquet." "I understand." Returning to bed, Lin En carelessly tossed the outfit box aside and examined the invitation. Tirus... He suddenly fell into silence, contemplating something unknown.