## Chapter 238: Four Women, A Grand Spectacle - Stop Hypnotizing Me, Villainous Princess!

## Chapter 239: Four Women, A Grand Spectacle The familiar scent of roses enveloped his senses, causing the demonized Lin En's brain to experience a brief freeze. He knew without a doubt that it was the fragrance associated with Her Highness the Princess. It had been only a few days since they last met, yet it felt like an eternity to him. Why was Her Highness the Princess here, of all places? As the question arose in his mind, the voluptuous softness of a woman's bosom pressed firmly against the back of his head. "I'm here to rescue you." Ivy's voice seemed somewhat languid, carrying hints of sensuality and a touch of huskiness. Her warm breath, fragrant as musk, gently brushed against Lin En’s cheek, causing his long dormant heart to involuntarily beat faster. Rescue me? Her response completely defied Lin En's expectations. He recalled how his ruthless actions had deeply wounded Her Highness’s heart when he left, seeing the tears almost brimming at the corners of her eyes. That moment was indelibly etched in Lin En's mind, unforgettable to this day. If he remembered correctly, it was likely the third time he had seen her cry. In the original work, she was not like this. Even faced with a tragic end, she never revealed her softer side to anyone. Lin En was acutely aware of how disgraceful his actions had been, betraying both Her Highness and the Witch Miss, two figures who had placed immense trust in him. He was prepared for the eventuality of being abandoned by them. Yet, who would have thought... Even when the Witch Miss did not respond to his pleas, when both body and soul were deeply wounded, Ivy still appeared at his side amidst an utterly hopeless predicament. From the onset, Lin En had readied himself for solitary combat. At his core, he was a person with an indomitable will and a proud demeanor. Even when faced with adversaries as powerful and supreme as the gods, Lin En never believed he would be defeated, opting instead to bear all burdens silently, masking his true feelings with smiles and quirky behaviors. His pride never allowed his gentle side to be revealed to anyone. Not even to those closest to him. And so, everyone around Lin En, including Grea, doubtedlessly saw him as a powerful entity who was practically invincible, akin to a deity deserving of worship. Such a dysfunctional relationship of mutual understanding carried them through until this moment. Yet, everyone overlooked one crucial detail. Even Lin En, when struck by an enemy's assault, felt pain. His stoic demeanor didn’t imply immunity to mental and emotional harm. It only meant he had grown accustomed to enduring such torments. But an endurance of habit did not truly mean he felt no pain. In fact, due to the precursor condition of the Thorned Crown, his sensitivity to pain was even more acute than ordinary individuals. After saying so much, the essence distills to this: Perhaps in the future, Lin En could become an extraordinary entity surpassing all things, wielding unrivaled power to reverse time and control fate. But that is not the present reality. At this moment, Lin En Bartlett is nothing more than a human being, one of flesh and blood. The only significant difference might lie within his body—a soul more vibrant than anyone else’s. Hidden within the depths of that soul, perhaps, resides a weight of sorrow and pain undiscoverable by anyone. No one knows what actions can definitively alter Tia's fate in the face of the terrifyingly powerful Fallen Moon Goddess. Only Lin En is privy to that knowledge. And only he knows the severe price to be paid after falling into the Luminous Moon Divine Realm with Beatrice as partners, to ultimately create a scenario of "mutual destruction," as he calls it. Previously, it should have been like this. Lin En had mentally prepared himself to face everything. But he alone overlooked an important point. Since the day he transmigrated, due to him being an "impurity," the once orderly development of events as delineated by the book, including the destinies of all people and things, was turned topsy-turvy. Thus, Ivy stood behind him. At this very moment, before him lay Beatrice, transformed into an evil god, ensnared by chains and dragged towards the Divine Realm's entrance; behind him, a comforting warmth that he wished to indulge in. Both master and subordinate found themselves enveloped in silence. Gazing at the hellscape before him, Lin En softly said, "I'm sorry." His senseless apology elicited a soft chuckle from Ivy, who then lowered her head to plant a gentle kiss atop his dark hair. It was an act of repentance for his heartless departure a few days ago, as well as an apology for the current despairing circumstances. Though he didn't expressly ask Ivy to assist him, Lin En had long known that Her Highness the Princess was inherently stubborn and willful, unlikely ever to change in this lifetime. Rationality told him there was no foreseeable way for Ivy to escape here unharmed. Watching as the boy clenched his fists, Ivy perceived his worries for her, feeling her mind flutter, a faint blush coloring her fair cheeks, with her legs slightly and instinctively pressing together. At this moment, she yearned to capture her beloved little pup here and now, yet the oppressive and tainted aura of the nearby evil god drew her back to reality. "The Lin En Bartlett I know would never be powerless in the face of such adversity." Ivy encouraged, rubbing her ample bosom against his head, "I don't believe for a moment that you'd passively surrender under these circumstances." "Now tell me, what was your premeditated strategy to turn the tables?" As she spoke, a radiant scarlet forcefield enveloped her, isolating the evil god's corruption. She should've been in a dormant state due to the Wishful Thinking Incident, with her powers stagnating. Yet, Lin En's presence altered everything. Thus, Ivy’s true capability at this moment had experienced explosive growth compared to when they first met. Still, should they enter the Luminous Moon Divine Realm, what they faced was a bonafide fallen evil god, sans the slightest hope of triumph. Upon hearing Ivy's inquiry, Lin En, battling against the pulling force from the door, gritted his teeth. "Virus." He inhaled deeply, murmuring, "My original plan was to enter the Luminous Moon Divine Realm with Beatrice, using the demonic powers within me, akin to a virus, to infiltrate every corner of Her body, subtly eroding Her divinity and will, eventually claiming victory." Ivy was taken aback, her crimson eyes widening slightly. Anyone hearing Lin En's audacious strategy would likely dismiss it as absurd. Even Ivy harbored a fleeting doubt. However, upon reflection, it seemed almost feasible, irrespective of success or failure. She knew not the exact workings behind the Godwar Era, nor which higher demons resulted in the Moon Goddess's corruption, but regardless, Lin En's demonic power shared the same source with the corruption. Just as the ancient myths of the human empire have parallels within the demon race. It's one of the few accorded shared understandings between the two great races. Every god/demon exists as a result of the supreme being, creator of the universe during the Chaos Era, after its demise. Such is why the Witches of the End embarked on a god-slaying journey in the original story. So, in strict terms, Lin En’s strategy isn’t outright delusional. The potential for realization exists, but pulling it off is another matter entirely. Neglect the complexities in execution. The most baffling aspect is: as a second-tier "ant," how does one "erase" a god’s "divinity and will"? It equates to dyeing the ocean black with a single drop of ink. "It might require a dreadfully long time, and there’s a high probability I might perish within the Luminous Moon Divine Realm…but as long as my will remains unbroken, as long as my soul does not yield, She can never achieve ultimate victory." In a way, this tragic, self-immolating approach mirrors Tia’s earlier actions. Once combat transcends the physical and escalates to the mental level, it becomes an outright battle of wills. Lin En didn't believe he was completely devoid of any chance of victory. Moreover, Beatrice, after her fall into an evil god, had her divine power tainted, mixed with demonic corruption. This impure force, sharing its roots with the creation demon, could not deliver a devastating blow to Lin En. However, Ivy's unexpected presence at the scene caused him to abandon his previous thought altogether. Right now, Lin En discarded his "mutual destruction" strategy, and his sole focus was finding a way to ensure Her Highness's safe escape. After all, this entire affair had absolutely nothing to do with her from the very beginning. What should he do? Beads of cold sweat began to form on Lin En's forehead. Yet before he could arrive at an answer, the soft pressure from behind pressed against him once more, shattering his attempts at rational thought. "Then let's do as you said." Even at such a critical moment, Her Highness playfully teased him, smiling lightly. "The thought of abandoning my physical form and becoming one with you is thrilling." Lin En instinctively widened his eyes, "You—" "Last time at the Arbiter's headquarters, you got mad at me for disrupting your plan," Ivy interrupted. Her crimson eyes shimmered softly. "This time, regardless of the outcome, I will not oppose you. Everything will go according to your wishes." "My only request is that no matter what you choose to do next, you must not abandon me." With that, Ivy nestled her face into Lin En’s hair, inhaling his scent, her arms tightening around his neck as if afraid he might slip away again. As her last words whispered into his ear, they were filled with fervor and longing. "I never want to experience losing you again." This time, she was determined never to let go. Ivy understood clearly. Once she abandoned her physical body and engaged in Lin En's "virus" strategy, the process could take hundreds or even thousands of years, with failure being a greater possibility. Yet, she made this choice without hesitation. What could be more exhilarating than this? The answer was instantaneous, requiring no thought. Hearing Ivy's near-confessional words caused Lin En’s heartbeat to falter for a brief second, his gaze momentarily dazed, pupils slightly dilated. Nonetheless, there were always those who failed to recognize the ambiance and watched hungrily from the sidelines. "Boom—" Just as Lin En was about to speak, Beatrice, completely transformed into an evil god dyed in black, grimaced malevolently as she reached towards them. "You… think… I… don't exist…?" Her voice was malevolent, a stark contrast to her former dignified holiness, her smile brimming with malice and hatred. She would never let Lin En escape. Furthermore, since the reckless woman by his side chose to stand with him, she was now equally treated as a sworn enemy by Him. Despite sensing an indistinct danger from her, and despite the divine foresight signaling subtle warnings, a tumult of anger and chaos within Him left no room for such details. In an instant, the corrupt power surged forth like a towering wave seeking to erode everything it touched! Yet the power of the Witch of the End stood outside its reach. In the next moment, a brilliant crimson annihilation field erupted, piercing through the void and darkness, illuminating the inferno-scarred Moon's Rift as if it were the dawn of creation! "The time for you to make a decision is now." Resisting Beatrice’s divine power, Ivy spoke softly. "Do I even have a choice?" Lin En took a deep breath, and the creation demon's power began to seethe within him. Seeing this, a satisfied smile appeared on Ivy's lips, as if her plot had succeeded. All to prevent Lin En from leaving her side, she was willing even to forsake her royal prerogative and gamble on a mere possibility. Ivy knew well. Winning would mean Lin En’s heart would forever be tied to her, and neither Goddess Tia nor the Witch of the End could stand against her. Yet she overlooked one thing. Neither the goddess Tia of ten millennia hence, nor the Witch of the End, whom she had never triumphed against, were easy opponents. As she imagined merging consciousness with Lin En and how she might tease him thereafter, a force transcending time descended with overwhelming dominance, cleaving through the ten thousand years that separated them! "My follower, of course, you have another choice," resonated the ethereal and distant voice of the Witch of the End from within the Moon’s Rift. "For no one in this world can compel you to act against your will." At that moment, Ivy's expression froze on her face. Simultaneously, the spatial rift she had inadvertently destroyed moments earlier reopened. Goddess Tia, her face devoid of previous tenderness, stepped through with her gown held high, gazing icily at the intimate posture between Ivy and Lin En. Even Saintess Tia's dormant consciousness seemed stirred. At this juncture, four women converged at the scene, instantly overshadowing even the presence of the evil god Beatrice. Seeing this, cold sweat dotted Lin En’s forehead. This was shaping up to be quite the "spectacle." (End of Chapter)