Chapter 237: The Witch of the End Joins the Battlefield - Stop Hypnotizing Me, Villainous Princess!

Chapter 238: The Witch of the End Joins the Battlefield Rewind time to one minute ago. "What can be done to save him?" Ivesse's voice, tinged with a trace of coldness, echoed within the underground chamber. Not having achieved her desired outcome, Tia's eyes reflected undisguisable disappointment and grievance. Recalling her secret dealings with the Witch of the End within the Pantheon, she took a deep breath. "According to the original trajectory of history, upon entering the Divine Moon Rift, he was never seen again." Hearing this, Ivesse was momentarily stunned. She had presumed that with the information contained within the ten thousand years of the other party's memories, they would surely know everything that befell Lin En after that moment. She had hoped to find a solution, altering the boy's fate just as he had done for her. Never had she thought that this seemingly composed and cunning woman knew absolutely nothing about it. Ivesse's expression darkened instantly. Of course, this was also because her relationship with her future self of ten thousand years was not amicable. In fact, apart from that great battle, there had been no communication at all. For this reason, Ivesse was completely ignorant of many crucial pieces of information regarding Lin En. For instance, as "impurity" in the eyes of the world's will, he existed solely on his own timeline, a unique existence. In other words, Lin En Bartlett had no future. He lived only in the memories of the Witch and the Moon Goddess Tia, whose recollections abruptly ceased after Lin En smashed the teleportation screen with his bare hands. It was as if the boy's fate was frozen at that moment. In the ensuing ten thousand years, besides sorrow and despair, there wasn't a single memory about him. This was why the Moon Goddess Tia had wept upon waking up, imploring the Witch of the End to set aside their differences temporarily to focus on saving Lin En. Sensing the atmosphere turning cold once more, Tia, the Moon Goddess, wore a somber expression. "From the results, I inherited the Moon Goddess's position and was sealed within the Pantheon, sleeping for thousands of years." She slowly straightened her back, her youthful figure hinting at a ripening sensuality akin to a peach. "Given this, it can be inferred that after disappearing in the Divine Moon Rift, Lin En likely achieved the incredible feat of 'killing the First Moon Goddess' single-handedly." "Though I have no idea how he managed it, it's clear that he must have paid an unendurable price." "This sacrifice led to his death within the God Kingdom established by the First Moon Goddess." The Moon Goddess Tia bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with tears, her slender hands clenched tightly. Seeing her in such a state, a hint of irritation flashed through Ivesse's heart. She knew full well that men are often swayed by such displays, and while part of her was worried, now wasn't the time to dwell on such trivial matters. Having decided to take action, the state of her relationship with others mattered little; what was important was Lin En's safe return. With this in mind, the princess furrowed her brow slightly. "In other words, we must reach him before he pays that price?" In response, the Moon Goddess Tia nodded softly. "If that's the case, what are we waiting for?!" Ivesse strode toward her in her high heels, looking down from above. "Even if weakened by the river of time, merely opening a portal should be an easy task for you." "The only issue is whether you have the corresponding power," Tia voiced her last concern. "We might face a completely fallen evil god, while our ranks are only of demigods. Such power cannot withstand an evil god's wrath." Though she intended to respond in her usual straightforward manner, a sudden light bulb moment crossed Ivesse's mind. Perhaps due to long exposure to Lin En, she found herself subtly influenced, now occasionally viewing problems from new perspectives to maximize her advantage. Saving the little pup was the fundamental logic of their mission. However, in the grand scheme, she felt like a fool, the information she possessed drastically mismatched with those conniving women, led around by the nose from start to finish. This wasn't in line with Ivesse's character. Always one to strive for superiority, she wouldn't allow these treacherous women to hold sway over her. Yet, the Moon Goddess Tia seemed unaware of the fleeting change in Ivesse. Lowering her head, Tia gently proposed, "No matter what, I don't belong to this era. Even with the divine authority, I cannot accomplish what the Witch can." "So, after the portal is opened, could the task of attacking the evil god and drawing its attention be assigned to Miss Ivesse, while I seize the opportunity to bring Lin En safely back to reality?" Sensing her request was a bit excessive, the Moon Goddess Tia didn't lift her head, her voice slightly cautious. Apparently, despite the ten thousand years that passed, her appearance and personality having changed significantly, her innate kindness remained unscathed by divinity. Initially, she expected Ivesse to refuse as emphatically as the Witch had described. Yet, after a few seconds of silence, Ivesse's response reached Tia’s ears. "Alright." Her expression remained calm, unaffected by the situation, complying with the arrangement. This reaction... why is it different from the Witch's description? Staring at the unexpected answer, Tia was momentarily dazed, but she quickly hid her emotional fluctuations adeptly. "Furthermore, never underestimate the fallen First Moon Goddess," Tia added. "When drawing the fire from the evil god, you must give it your all." "Such a thing, naturally, doesn't require your reminder," Ivesse coldly replied, implicitly agreeing with the proposal. Simultaneously, a flurry of footsteps reached their ears, accompanied by the anxious discourse of the Silent Church clerics. Since everything transpired within a few minutes of the massive earthquake, while appearing lengthy, in reality, the church's higher-ups were just now recovering from the shock. Contact with Beatrice was completely severed, and combining this with the demonic shadow that just surfaced on the moon's face, it sparked a sense of foreboding amongst the likes of Sister Gretel. As a result, even though this action might offend the Moon Goddess, they still sent people to investigate. "Time is running out." Ivesse's cold voice echoed in Tia's ear. Seeing this, the Moon Goddess Tia temporarily suppressed her doubts. No matter what, the intent to save Lin En was genuine on the other's part. As long as she could rely on that, there was no fear of her performing any reckless act. With this in mind, her last worry was completely dispelled. "Buzz—" The next second, sparing unnecessary incantation, with just a wave of her hand, the space before them shattered like a mirror. Simultaneously, a profoundly filthy, chilling aura seeped out from the rift, causing the two demigoddesses to feel a sense of dread. Indeed. This was the aura from the Moon God's realm, long ago corrupted by the evil god. Though the scene wasn't yet visible, it was likely an infernal abyss by now. However, this wasn't their primary concern. The next moment, Ivesse and the Moon Goddess Tia's gazes coincidently fell upon the two figures in the distant sky. In front of the extradimensional gate connecting worlds, was Beatrice, bound by evil god's chains, being dragged into hell, and Lin En Bartlett, spreading his demonic wings for a final, desperate attack. The harrowing sight appeared before them. It's him! In just a glance, the Moon Goddess Tia recognized the boy's true identity. That handsome figure who once saved her from dire straits had not faded one bit, even after the erosion of ten thousand years. If anything, it had become even more indelible. Tears streamed uncontrollably, flowing down her pale cheeks, crystallizing as droplets that hit the ground. "Lin En!" In a flash, the Moon Goddess Tia attempted to plunge into the space rift, eager to grab Lin En's hand as swiftly as possible. However, her instinctive reaction was dwarfed by a premeditated betrayal that moved even quicker. Moreover, considering Ivesse's superior overall strength compared to the time-traveling Moon Goddess Tia, by the time Tia recovered, she found a vivid rose-red silhouette had already turned into a streak of light, vanishing ahead of her into the space rift. The next second, Ivesse appeared behind Lin En. Seeing the long-lost treasure reappear before her eyes, the princess felt an overwhelming wave of emotion. A joyous sensation of regaining what was lost swept over her, causing her body to shiver slightly. Noticing the unfamiliar sensation within herself, Ivesse's heart pounded vigorously. Perhaps, under the guise of the earlier manipulative acts of that cunning woman, she had momentarily doubted her love for him. But the instant the boy's figure appeared before her, all doubts and insecurities dissolved completely. For the intense emotion welling up from deep within her was undeniably genuine. Indeed. It is I who love him most in this world. The princess whispered inwardly. At this moment, her dear Lin En looked dirty and covered in wounds, causing Ivesse's heart to ache. With this realization, her intention to hold him fiercely waned as her movements became gentle, gathering the boy into her embrace with the tenderness of a lover. Instantly, the boy’s body stiffened. Observing this, Ivesse breathed gently, leaning close to his ear with a sweet whisper. "My little pup... Your mistress has finally found you." "Ivesse!!! You..." Before he could finish, a startled cry came from behind, followed by a surge of formidable lunar divine power. Annoying fly. Ivesse withdrew her gentle expression and cast a cold glance backward. No one knows her better than herself. This was undeniably true. Her future self had all her memories, a fact Ivesse was well aware of. And so, by reverse reasoning with her original character, predicting the reaction upon witnessing the awakening of the Moon Goddess Tia became easy. Though uncertain of the intermediate process, Ivesse was clear about being the most dangerous adversary for the Witch of the End. Thus, the temporary alliance between the witch and the goddess was bound to happen. But what did it matter? For now, it was she, Ivesse, who held the boy in her embrace. With this thought, the princess’s lips curved into a mocking smile. With a gentle lift of her finger, she unleashed the power of the end within her, a destructive energy manifesting as a beam shooting towards the fracture in the space. "Crack—!!!" Amidst a crisp and intricate sound, under Tia's shocked and enraged gaze, the rift behind Ivesse shattered into pieces, turning to spatial chaos, obliterating completely the passage that once connected to reality. In other words, she ruthlessly severed the path created by the Moon Goddess Tia, claiming all the final rewards for herself. Inside the Divine Moon Rift, aside from the extradimensional gate incessantly leaking the corruption of the evil god and the struggling Beatrice, there was nothing else. Time seemed to slow at that very moment. The boy in her arms finally regained his senses, speaking with hesitation, "Your Highness? Why are you in such a place?" Ivesse gently rested her chin on his head, inhaling Lin En's scent, while casually glancing forward. Despite the apocalyptic scene of the evil god’s descent unfolding before her eyes, she showed no fear. "I came to rescue you." Inside the Pantheon. The cold and serene witch, donning a black gauzy dress, stood alone in the center, her head slightly raised. Her snow-white hair cascaded down her waist like a waterfall, her expression slightly severe. Because of Lin En's existence, the memories within the witch's mind experienced periodic changes. Such changes weren't manifested in real-time, possessing a certain lag. At that moment, her memories lingered on the discussion of rescue strategy between the Moon Goddess Tia and her past self. Thus far, everything remained within her expectations. Only Ivesse's reaction exceeded her calculations slightly. However, since this matter concerned the life of her follower, she knew that even her past frenzied and extreme self wouldn't gamble with Lin En's safety. With this notion bringing her relief, the witch exhaled a soft sigh. Yet the moment new memories forcefully rushed into her mind, her expression froze. Upon realizing what disgraceful act her past self had committed, the witch instinctively clenched her fists, her intense aura radiating outward, seemingly venting the sudden surge of fury within. A hint of crimson surfaced on the Witch of the End’s pale face, not from shyness but from the violent upheaval born out of extreme rage. Damn that individual! The development spiraled beyond her control, leaving the witch momentarily disoriented. Yet she was ultimately one with Ivesse from ten thousand years prior. Fully understanding the irrational actions of hers, the witch instantly grasped that woman's insane intentions. Ivesse, oh Ivesse. I underestimated you. The witch bit her silver teeth, her rapidly heaving chest hinting at her agitation. This won't do. I can't allow things to continue progressing according to her desires. Otherwise... With such thoughts, the Witch of the End decisively raised her hand. (P.S.: For convenience in future references, let's use designations like Ivesse, the Witch of the End, Saintess Tia, and Moon Goddess Tia.) (End of this chapter.)